Odd times… but I ran anyway. Forgot to press stop on Strava, so no doubt she will tell me that I could do better… X2 laps… life isn’t always
Just the 2 laps today as I forgot to fill my water bottle… Friday evening… traffic scrapes the A180…. I lean against the car… Mars is dimming… L.. the moon…. purple plastic… Beechwood waits redundant… Mock down… A feint whiff of drug smoke bayfrom the car parked over the way… illusions… fade out fast… X is transcending the broken freeway
3 laps… numb…. X zooms in on me… I look to my right at a bright star and then back at my phone… I know its not long now yessir… I will miss you gentle humble man.
8.15…post – run. 3 laps. 30 mins ish. Strava seems to think I had a better run today… it was tougher that is for sure…. water fountain company lorry driver gave me a wave… I don’t need socialised media to give me my dopamine hits.. The Beechwood Farm pub waits in lockdown limbo…. a dog walker packs her fluffy-tailed pets into her people carrier…. a cleaner sprays anti bac on the morrisons factory window whilst checking out the load arriving at the security gates…. A grim guy, druggie yellowing skin, hood up walks in the direction of the Daniels soup factory… orange polythene caught in the hedgerow…. sponsorship is slow… hey and ho… waiting for a personal windfall…. the pie de mag has returned, having greeted me pre-run… my hands are warmer…. I must call mum… a distant siren along the Humber… A180… X scurries around the scaffolding…
Just the 2 laps tonight, slightly addled mind….eurpoarc bus passes along slipway to the left… my left arm illuminates red… a traffic cone peeks back at me from behind a grassy ridge… nothing will become of nothing… so the saying goes… car sharers pull up swapping vehicles and saving a few quid on the bridge of Humber*… Digital Virus Interchange…. all lights on in the lockdown Beechwood Farm pub tonight… X fades out in a proliferation of WiFi. I can’t claim this or that. Said. Marcc.
Post work run… felt pretty strong tonight… Strava thought otherwise and suggested that it was harder than my usual effort again…. she’s a tough task master… the run was just under 10k and took 59mins 10 secs… Mars is still clear in the night sky… a small white dog passes my open door with owner in tow… Beechwood is still locked down…. The Innovation Centre looked sparse… another empty Europarc bus winds its way radio on… around the roundabout… ‘obviously we know that people have other health conditions, we need to….’ Switch off. X hovers for a moment under a dying lamp down the A180…. the LED’s glow behind me as a couple of truckers wait for the next batch of food produce to be sorted down Innovation Way.
45 minutes…. 4 laps… Strava is still telling me that my run was harder than my usual efforts….the Mercedes truck is still sat in the layby with curtains closed… birds are flying to and fro over the ploughed fields…. a couple of backpacked agers of the teens cycle past, I guess towards a food processing dystopia…. Beechwood waits in its lockdown state… I sit here with the door open in the Stark sun and gentle breeze with Canadian sounds in my headphones… I strain my eyes in search of X…. the dopamine is subsiding… 12.27….a gull de mere proceeds towards the factorious dereliction
Apparently Strava thought I struggled today…another one of those cars pulls up and then pulls away again…. Soceitas X is in my ears again… Mars is getting further away… I look across at the lights lining the Humber Bank…Beechwood Farm is still closed for the hallowed lockdown breakdown shakedown… I heard they were doing delivery carveries according to someone at work… a light of red glows upon my upper left arm…. X lingers forlornly in the dyke next to me as the Europarc bus ferries a few food process workers to the site… I can’t get my mind back to pre-pandemic faux sentience… I stare at a window glowing a mile down the road in the hope of finding an answer to nothing.
Sunday 27th of December 2020
Marc Renshaw has taken part in annual 10k events nationally since 2013. This year, due to the pandemic, he’ll be taking on his annual challenge as a solo event, using Grimsby’s flagship business park – europarc and the surrounding environs as a self-initiated location for his run.
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