Last day of our holiday, flying out of JFK in the afternoon so time for another quick parkrun in Central Park in the morning. 51 weeks away and 51 parkruns completed.
Back in New York and two more runs to do – a couple of laps of the reservoir in Central Park for starters.
13 down, one more to go
A whole new country to tick off – parkrun beside Lake Ontario in Toronto.
12 down, 2 to go.
Along a section of renovated elevated railway track called the High Line in Manhattan. Very pretty, but too crowded for a good parkrun.
11 down, 3 to go (but only one week left to do them)
First parkrun in New York; along the Hudson River on the West of Manhattan in the hot, hot heat.
10 down, 4 to go.
A few hours waiting for our train in Chicago is enough for me to squeeze in a parkrun in Grant Park, which is in the middle of the city, but surprisingly has quite a few rabbits hopping about.
9 parkruns down, 5 to go.
For our train trip across the States from California to New York, we had the option of travelling via Chicago or New Orleans. We couldn’t decide, until we found out that the first American parkrun was being set up in Livonia. A mere 250 miles from Chicago. That made up our minds for us and we hired a car in Chicago to take the detour to Livonia.
The parkrun here is only a couple of months old, so it’s small and friendly and everybody knows everybody. It reminds me of Greenwich parkrun when we first started. Except that instead of cricket, they play baseball in the park.
The run starts an hour earlier than we’re used to, at 8am. But it is already very hot by this point and we sweat buckets. Incredibly, there is another parkrun tourist from London visiting and he sets the course record despite the heat. We settle for the slightly less ambitious target of going (just) under 30 minutes.
8 parkruns down, 6 to go.
Hmmm…where to run in San Francisco? How about across the Golden Gate Bridge with Mr Beet following me by bike as my one-man support team / official photographer. 7 runs down, 7 to go.
Brilliant blue skies over San Francisco, that can’t be right. There’s a weird band of fog around Alcatraz as I run along the waterfront. 6 runs down, 8 to go.
Although Yosemite was packed for the holiday weekend, as soon as I got off the main trails for a run I didn’t see anyone apart from a few squirrels and a deer.
5 down, 9 to go.