The Esher 10k is organised by the Esher Church School Association -
the PTA - so parents join and parents leave and the team is rarely
the same two years running. We thought 2016 was low key but 2017 was
all but nonexistent, so it's pleasing to see that this year they
seem to have got some people who know how to organise a race. New
website, chip timing... blimey, loads of entrants!
And Nicky and Grant are going to be running it for the first time in
yonks. Some years back it used to be a regular event for the RTL
Running Club, but it just dropped off the radar.
The sun is shining, so off we go on our bicycles.
"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Oh, I've come to it."
I always have to make sure I'm ahead of Amanda when we take this
path, because it's a very narrow bridge with a bit of a step, and
she always stops and walks the bike across while I like to show off
by getting the line exactly right. Get it wrong and you will
catch a pedal on one of the railing stanchions if you don't bail out
pretty quickly, so Amanda likes to take the sensible option.
Nicky and Grant are in their Pirate regalia, although I'm not sure
if they are members of the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
What's that? You don't know what the Church of the Flying Spaghetti
Monster has to do with pirates? Everything, my dears, everything!
For it is written that the shrinking numbers of pirates in the world
today are what has caused global warming!
Oh yes, back to the race...
The marshal here isn't entirely clear about the job, but fortunately
this is an easy spot.
This chap has a trickier task as the race leader comes through on
one branch of the loop while slower runners are still crossing on
the other. Not in the same league as some of the Surrey Slog
marshalling, where at least fifteen different paths intersect at
each of eighty-seven junctions (I may be exaggerating slightly), but
you still need to keep your wits about you.
Grant comes up to the crossing point.
Then Amanda on the loop. I'm just about to say to her that I haven't
seen Nicky yet and hope she's ok when Amanda looks to the right and
calls out "Hi" to her!
And speak of the Devil, here she is.
Coming out of the woods, high fives from a young supporter.
Aha! Little Miss Quick has been just a little bit quicker than
Amanda for most of the race and provides a distinctive early warning
Onto the green for the last few metres of the finishing straight.
But is that chap behind going to pip her?
The good news: no, he doesn't. The bad news: just look at
that clock! Bah Humbug!
But we will later find that the bad news is really not so bad at
all: she's first in category :-)
Grant finishes a few minutes later.
I walk back to congratulate him, but then see him disappearing off
back down the course to intercept Nicky. Meanwhile, Amanda is
getting changed and afterwards takes her bike and follows.
And here they all are appearing at the top of the road.
Grant runs in with Nicky but then peels off at the last moment to
avoid crossing the line twice and doubtless causing no end of
Right, time to sit in the sun for coffee and a chat!
For us, it's back on the bikes up to Hampton Court and Home Park. I
ought to be doing my accounts, but Sarah, my accountant, will
understand that we can't waste the beautiful weather, won't she...?
Besides, we need to be sure the swans on Dew Pond are nesting
We'll take that as a 'yes'.
So after a couple of poor years, the Esher 10k has thoroughly
redeemed itself, perhaps with a little help from the weather gods.
Long may it continue.
Now those of you who pay attention to such things will perhaps be
wondering why the Esher 10k report follows that for the Woodland
Woggle, despite the two events themselves occurring the other way
round. I refer you to Frank Tipler's 1974 paper in Physical
Review D. 9 (8), "Rotating cylinders and the possibility of
global causality violation", in which he describes how a solution to
Einstein's General Relativity equations shows that a massive
infinitely long rapidly rotating cylinder can act as a time machine.
He glosses over the minor detail of how you would go about building
a massive infinitely long rapidly rotating cyclinder. This I leave
as an exercise to the reader.
Conventional chronological sequence will be restored as soon as
Love to all,