9 Goodgymmers took a fine-tooth comb to the Hidden River Path tonight as they lent a hand to the Bowes Park Community Association.

Can I get a Woop Woop?

Welcome back to Frankie, who hadn't run with us in so long she even managed to shed her old profile and get a new one. She came, she litterpicked, she crushed two hamstring-punishing rounds of Sally in the rain, she broke one of Gramps's litterpickers - all in all, a perfect fit for GGH. Glad to have you back.

Also back tonight was Carolina for her second run this week! This doubles her overall Goodgym tally in record time and she didn't let a late work finish get in the way of that. Boom!

Eddie Lizzard

Accusations of nepotism were levelled at Gramps from the start when our Goodgymers found out we were litterpicking the area surrounding Gramps's parent's house. After assurances were given that this was merely serendipitous happenstance and this was indeed the task set by the BPCA, accusations turned instead into requests for tea breaks. Alas, Gramps's mum, fellow Goodgymer Rosa, is still recovering from Covid so we had to make do without tea. Get well soon, Rosa.

Satisfied that this was a bona fide task, our Goodgymers dived into it with gusto. I'm pleased to report the Hidden River Path, Nightingale Gardens, and Finsbury Gardens were all looking really good. The BPCA runs a tight litterpicking ship, it seems. Nevertheless, we managed to fill up a few bags of rubbish along the way.

At some point, we attracted the attention of the local police team who upon driving past us were immediately arrested by our sense of purpose and hawt hawt hawt demeanours. After a quick chat with Gramps, details were exchanged and we'll hopefully be joined by a few officers of the law at some point for what will inevitably become a future run report paying homage to 90s cop buddies films.

We met a wooden lizard, tried to litterpick a squirrel's nuts, and had a natter about a few things that, quite frankly, shouldn't be committed to print.

We forced latecomers (and poor Frankie) to complete another round of Sally in the rain and everyone stopped Gramps from walking into the pub. For shame.

Join us next week for more shenanigans.

BILLY SHEEEEARS