Blimey one and all. Didn't we just do it, and then some! And then some more.
And do you know what? This is just the beginning. From here, we build. From here, we take it forward.
Oh, the joy that we all had out running and walking yesterday. The cameraderie that was shown, the trials and tribulations overcome.
Some might say running is an individual pastime. You know, the loneliness of the long distance runner and all that. Well, there's no way it was yesterday. We ran in groups, we ran alone. We ran long, we jogged short. We walked, we talked. We wore orange and we smashed it.
Now, here's a bold statement. The speed with which the blogs were being updated as people came back, the joy that they showed in their shared experiences, the honour that they felt being part of the occasion, the sheer number of updates. Well, it all reminded me of the day after the big one. Yep, for sheer mass participation, I reckon we were matching VLM. One group of people, one shared goal. What heights can we raise ourselves to yet?
So, Heather? Well, Ms. Small of course.
"What have you done today to make you feel proud?"
We did a shedload. I loved reading about all of the triumphs over adversity. Jenny smashed a half marathon she didn't think she'd trained enough for. Marc continues on his comeback trail. JWA gets out and runs on tarmac for the first time in a long time. Moose and his pal hit a run in Plymouth. Campip runs further than she has before. Hollywood? Well, he was Hollywood and of course defied medical science. Again! Oggie, the man whose idea this was? Unbe-bloody-lievable! A 3.44 marathon and then a 1.45 half. What does he do to celebrate? Enters another flippin' half! People - that is the mettle of which we are made!
All who ran showed the belief in doing something good, and make us all feel proud as they did. We all did amazing things, and there are far too many of us to name individually. We have all enjoyed reading and commenting on each others' blogs though, I know, and have tested RealBuzz's bandwidths in doing so. We bask in each other's reflected pride.
And as for Will? Well, it's just the start this is. Everyone seems convinced that the Great Oggie Run is here to stay. Too blimmin' right it is. From here, we grow. I am sure the bard won't mind me doing a little bit of paraphrasing. If he does care, well, he'll have to run and run to catch me, won't he...
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers (and sisters, and dogs);
For he to-day that dons his orange with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That ran with us upon Great Oggie's day.
Until the next time. And there will be one....
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