Get set. Go!

As a time-keeper at today's parkrun, I got to start the 'race'.

This would have been more exciting had I not been quietly shitting myself about getting everyone's times wrong.

Ridiculous, especially given there was another lady doing the same job so I wasn't even alone in the first place.

All I had to do was press two buttons on a large stop-watch:

- Button A when the run started
- Button B every time a runner passed the finish line.

That was it. Yet I got the massive fear. I kept imagining accidentally pressing button A, therefore stopping the watch prematurely, mucking up everyone's times and becoming a parkrun pariah.

Thankfully, this did not happen.

All runners were correctly clicked in and I only pressed A again when the tail-runner (no. 127) entered the finishing tunnel. ("Runners this way, please. In the tunnel, thank you. Well done.")

So, all's well that ends well. Huge relief.

(Pic: The finishers' tunnel of love.)

"Are you here by yourself?"

"Yes."
"Why aren't you sitting on the social table then?"
"Because I'm not feeling very social."

I've just returned from a week's activities holiday in Greece and it was brilliant.

Tennis. Running. Cycling. Swimming. Sleeping. I did all of these things with the addition of the spa.

Ah... the lovely spa: scrubbed, wrapped, moisturised and massaged, if not a new person, I'm certainly a much better version of the old one. I'm even ready to be sociable again. Time for a holiday!

(Pic: One of the many, many beautiful sunsets over Manos beach, Lemnos.)