Last night’s GoodGym adventure started with an unexpected twist: we arrived at the Phoenix Cinema to find ourselves stepping into what looked suspiciously like a low-budget remake of Men in Black. Black suits, earpieces, security checks… we were only missing Will Smith! (but he could’ve been inside)

I paused at the door—slightly concerned that my bum bag (delicate territory) might be subjected to a full MI5-level inspection. Thankfully, Rachel arrived, and we decided to store our high-risk belongings in my car. Enter our two brave new recruits, Freya and Caitlin, just in time for the action. Caitlin needed a quick change, which meant navigating cinema security like a spy on a mission—successfully in and out without blowing our cover. (I was asked to move away on the basis that a car might mount the pavement towards me! ! bizarre! )

Feeling very protected (by men with clipboards and scanning devices), we did our warm-up next to the cinema, no doubt confusing the surveillance team further. We then boldly stepped into the unguarded wilderness of East Finchley, en route to Martin Primary School.

To pass the time, Rachel suggested some icebreakers. We each shared what we once wanted to be as kids (spoiler: none of us are astronauts now) and played “two truths and a lie” as we trotted along. It turns out runners are surprisingly good liars—or very bad detectives.

At the school, we met Scarlett and reintroduced ourselves, along with our crafted childhood aspirations and deception-based fun. Inside the school grounds, Jon welcomed us to the orchard, where the weeds had staged a full-blown coup. Brambles, bindweed and nettles were suffocating young trees like villains in a botanic thriller.

Armed with rakes and sharp tools (yes, we were trusted with these), we tackled the chaos. I warned the group about rake safety—especially after one of my nearest and dearest had an unfortunate rake-meets-face incident that ended in A&E and a lesson in cartoon physics. Fortunately, no repeats here.

After a heroic tree-rescue effort, we rounded off with a strength circuit: squats, triceps dips, sprints, and press-ups, with a side of motivational chat on the importance of strength training for runners. Gritty, glowy, and weedless, we jogged back to the Phoenix.

The security detail was still there—possibly baffled by our return or wondering if we were all part of some elaborate distraction. Either way, we cooled down before the cinema crowd poured out, said our goodbyes, and went home with that warm, weird feeling only a GoodGym mission can deliver.

Another one for the history books! giveCaitlin a shout out on her first GoodGym mission!

The Coldfall Chronicles: A Heroic Ramble Through the Woods of Barnet

On a balmy spring evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the dense foliage of Coldfall Woods, a band of intrepid adventurers assembled. Their mission: to aid the venerable Linda and the Friends of Coldfall Woods in their noble quest to rid the forest’s edge of litter and debris. This was no ordinary gathering; it was the GoodGym Barnet brigade, a motley crew of runners, walkers, and cyclists. The Assembled Heroes: • Freya embarking on her maiden voyage with GoodGym Barnet, displayed the enthusiasm of a seasoned explorer. Her strides were purposeful, her spirit indomitable, leading the charge with a vigor that belied her novice status. give her a cheer! • Sally, the seasoned sentinel, took up the rear, ensuring no comrade was left behind. Her experience was a beacon, guiding the group with a steady hand and an encouraging word. • Ewelinaand George, the steadfast foot soldiers, opted for a brisk march, navigating the terain with precision and arriving at the meeting point ahead of the fleet-footed runners—a testament to their superior planning. • Theodore, the youthful chronicler, wielded his camera ( or more like my mobile phone!) like a sword, capturing moments of levity and toil, urging his compatriots to strike poses that would immortalize their efforts in the annals of GoodGym lore.( yes the classic jazz hands.) • Lucinda, a regular presence, brought consistency and cheer, her dedication shining as brightly as the evening sun filtering through the canopy. • Subham, whose past exploits in the realm of frisbee were the stuff of legend, joined the fray despite nursing an injury—a true testament to his unwavering commitment. • Paul, the seasoned runner, with tales about the merits of yoga and the learnings from his dog Gus!

The Quest:

Armed with litter pickers and an unyielding sense of purpose, the group ventured into the underbrush, uncovering hidden caches of refuse that marred the natural beauty of the woods. Each piece of litter collected was a small victory, a step towards restoring the forest to its pristine state. The task, though humble, was carried out with the zeal of knights on a crusade! As twilight descended, the heroes reconvened at the Phoenix, their mission accomplished.

The GoodGym Barnet team may not seek the spotlight, but their consistent efforts in Coldfall Woods ( and other good causes are available ) reflect true heroism.