I should have written this post three weeks ago but somehow it kept slipping my mind.
If you recall from some of my earlier posts I was involved in a project to raise money for our son's school. We got a school team organised and a total of 22 runners took part in the event, running either 6 kilometres (8 runners) or a half-marathon (14 runners).
I'd love to say that the day dawned sunny and bright and was a perfect day for the run....but that was far from the case. It was pouring with rain, cold, windy - in short just about everything you would hope to avoid during a long run. All the same we had a really good turn out and in actual fact the rain did stop, amazingly, for the two hours of the run.
Sadly, because of the rain we were unable to use the banner during the run but that didn't matter - Marie Laure, our wonderful directrice, had briefed the commentator and each time one of "our" runners came round he gave him/her a mention and we all applauded.
All our runners, except one, finished their race and in respectable times. The wind and the cold slowed people up but that was to be expected.
The two girls in the 6 ks. It was very difficult to get photos of most of our runners as they ran faster than my camera could take the photo!
The one non-finisher suffered a knee injury and was seen
to by our physio, Antoine, who is a parent at the school and very
generously came along with his camping car for the day in order to look
after any sore legs. It also meant we had somewhere to shelter during
the downpour (I did mention the rain?).
An appalling photo of Antoine, the physio, but it does show that even in pouring rain and with potentially 22 runners to look after, certain things simply cannot be forgotten - he is after all a Frenchman!
The organisers were very impressed by the school's initiative. Raising money through sponsorship is a very anglo-saxon idea and definitely NOT something the French do. They do of course give to charity but it tends to be on a national scale; sponsoring someone to run a marathon (or half-marathon in this case) is not usual! At the end of the race they announced that they had decided to give our team a prize and we were presented with a trophy. Sadly by this time the cameras had been put away as once again the heavens opened; the difference this time was the addition of thunder and gales!
So, how much did we raise? I was very much aware that a lot of people had trained for and run a race in which I did not take part (injury back in January). Some of these people had never run before in their lives! Others were old hands - or legs perhaps. Bearing this in mind I reckoned nothing short of 1,000 Euros would be enough. In fact, I was expecting to have a very red face if it was less than that! So it is with enormous delight and, I have to admit, a small amount of pride that I can tell you we raised
I want to say a huge thank you to all my readers who sent me messages of encouragement. It was DEFINITELY worth it!
I cannot finish this post without a mention of the oldest runner in the 6 kilometres. He was 86 years old and nothing would stop him. He ran at the back and you can imagine the cheer he raised from the crowd when he finished. Quite outstanding and I hope when I'm his age I'll still be able to run that distance. It's not the best photo but for those of you with a microscope he's the one in a blue top and black leggings.