On one recent Saturday morning (far too early for a weekend), we set off from Porthcawl – picking up a few extra bodies in Broadlands and Pencoed – before heading up to Parc Bryn Bach. 44 of us crammed onto the bus, full of optimism… and probably a bit too much enthusiasm for that time of day.

We arrived to find the rain had just about cleared (result), although it was still absolutely Baltic with a lovely breeze to keep us honest. Even better, a load more Porthcawl Runners had already made their own way there, so it felt like a proper green army takeover.

Then came the first surprise… the start line was a kilometre away from where the bus dropped us off. Cue 50 people suddenly discovering they do warm up after all. A nice gentle 1K jog just to make the start on time – textbook preparation, obviously.

Quick briefing, no messing about, and off we went – two and a half laps around Bryn Bach Lake. In fairness, it’s a cracking course. Proper scenic. About 9 metres of elevation (yes… nine), although the wind made sure we didn’t get too comfortable, smacking us in the face for what felt like most of it. Also… did that feel longer than 5K to anyone else?! Apparently not. Parkrun says 5K, so 5K it is.

Finished, scanned, tokens in… job done.

Then into the café, which – credit where it’s due – was ridiculously efficient. No chaos, no queues, just coffee and breakfast rolls appearing like magic. Lovely stuff.

Back on the bus and straight into a Wales-themed quiz, where Wilfy Edwards absolutely smashed it and walked away with a box of Ferrero Rocher like the Ambassador himself.

Rolled back into Porthcawl, and a few carried on for some very quiet drinks (obviously).

All in all – top day, great turnout, and proof once again that wherever we go… we take the fun (and the chaos) with us.

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