Anything is Possible!

What a weekend!

Since Friday, I've been at parkrun's annual conference, held this year at Warwick University's campus near Coventry. It's the fourth time I've been invited through my volunteer role as a parkrun ambassador and it's been an amazing privilege.

I've laughed. I've cried, I've danced, I've tried to hook a duck, I've eaten my dinner sitting on a hay bale, I've stayed up late and got up early, I've caught up with old friends and made new ones, I've worn fancy dress, I've got stuck in not one but two traffic jams, I've run round 9 roundabouts in 4 miles, I've played disco bingo, I've lost a pakrun flag (sorry Jane), I've completed my 249th parkrun and I've been inspired by the Ugandan Crew from Burgess parkrun.

I'm home now. I'm really tired; 2 hours of sleep tired, and writing words in the right order is proving really difficult.

But I've been reminded that anything is possible. I just need a bit of sleep first.

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