The First Race is the Sweetest

About a comment that was left on my blog

Hi – I hope it’s okay for me to comment. I took part in a 10km race on Sunday 3rd September called the Spitfire 10K. It was organised by the RAF Museum and held at RAF Cosford. Each runner was given the name of a pilot who was lost in the Battle of Britain to run in memory of. I was honoured to run with Sergeant Warden’s name on my vest (Noel Proctor Warden). I wasn’t able to find out very much about him prior to the race but I have written a blog post about the experience. If anyone is interested in reading it, it can be found here:

I’m particularly hoping that Sergeant Warden may have some descendants who will visit this page in future.

Running Up That Hill

On Sunday 3rd September, I took part in my first ever official organised race, and what a race it was! The Spitfire 10K takes place at the RAF Museum based at RAF Cosford, Shropshire. The venue alone was worth taking part for – the course comprised hangars, airstrips, bunkers, and part of the museum itself.

I’d been looking forward to this race for a number of reasons; it was my first and so I would get to experience what happens on race day, it wasn’t far from home and my family were coming along to watch (and hopefully cheer), but most of all because the race organisers had allocated each runner the name of an RAF pilot who had fought and died in the Battle of Britain to run in honour of. I was particularly touched by this, and thought it was a poignant and important tribute.

spitfire 10kAbove: my race…

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