Here we are in Western Australia in the beautiful city of Perth. We are visiting Brown-eyed daughter #1 and the gorgeous H. They have lived here for just over a year, their careers bringing them to a new state that’s 5000kms and two flights away from us in Tasmania.
WA weather is vastly different to Tasmania. While in dear old Tassie we are entering the third month of autumn, getting in the fire wood and rugging up in our winter coats and boots, here in WA the daytime temperatures are still around the mid 20ºC. These people don’t know what cold is! It makes for a lovely change for us, though.
Saturday morning we visited Claisebrook Cove parkrun. With just over 200 runners it’s a bit larger than what we are used to in Launceston. What a lovely course! It starts in a park that winds around the Swan River, goes out and back before continuing on through a restaurant precinct with water-front dining and then finishing in another grassy treed area. It’s pretty, flat and fast.
I learnt a long time ago not to judge runners by their looks. I sized up the pack and decided to put myself right at the very back of the 200+ runners. They all had a serious sort of aura about them and seemed like they would be fast! Since my foot issues running has become even more special to me. Each run has become a treasured gift – just being able to run makes me feel like the biggest winner ever. I don’t think I’ve ever taken running for granted but that little worry with the foot has really cemented my respect and joy of running.
Off we started. Gosh it was congested. I glanced down at my watch during the first km and I had times when I was barely running 7:00 minute per km pace but I just couldn’t get around. And it didn’t worry me! I was running for the fun and participation! My foot was feeling good. The sun was lovely, the river views beautiful. I was running in my happy place just enjoying the trip.
By the 2km mark the pack had thinned and I was able to start zooming past some runners. I continued to pass runners all the way to the end. My average pace was 5:11 minutes per km AND my last km was 4:56 minutes! That is very speedy for this Unpsorty Woman. My time was 26:19 by my watch and 26:25 officially. I’m pretty pleased with that considering my slower start.
Could having an extra rest day per week be helping my pace? The funny thing is that I have a heavy head cold at the moment and was feeling quite stuffed-up and still managed one of my faster 5kms.
But what was really good was just the run itself. I came in in 100th position. No one passed me that entire parkrun and that has NEVER happened before! I passed people and managed to keep the pace up even without one of my lovely running buddies pacing me. I was second woman in my age group. While I miss-judged where to start the runners were very serious in their running – there was lots of encouragement along the way and lots of cheers as each one crossed the finish line. The gift of running was being celebrated regardless of the pace – doing the run and getting to the finish line was what mattered – celebrating the gift of running as a community of parkrunners.
After the run we had a date to go wedding dress shopping with Brown-eyed daughter #1. It was a special day.
Claisebrook Cove parkrun was my 42nd parkrun and the third parkrun that I’ve been fortunate enough to visit as a parkrun tourist. Eight more parkruns to get to my 50th AND only seven months until I turn 50! Feeling grateful that I can run no matter what the pace – running is a gift.
Happy running 🙂
PS most photos above are from the Claisebrook Cove parkrun facebook page.
Here are a few shots of what we got up to today – wineries and yummy food places are everywhere! It was lovely to have a day out with three of my favourite people.