The Bank Holiday weekend dawned sunny and bright, as 13 intrepid Jog Scotland runners assembled in Chryston on Saturday morning, ready, not to run, but to drive! We were heading up – and then down – to Campbletown, to take part in the Mull of Kintyre (MOK) 10k and half marathon. I was looking forward to the weekend, though not to the weather; the forecast showed a big black cloud, two drops of rain and winds of 21mph!

However, arriving some 6 hours later, after a long leisurely lunch, the sun was still shining. We checked in to two very comfortable & friendly B&Bs, walked round the town, sampled the local hospitality and fuelled up at the pasta party held as part of the event. We then decided on an early night and, after a bit more hospitality, headed for bed.

Both races set off from the town centre at 10.30am, and with the weather still dry, but breezy, the 500 runners set off, up the hill and out of town. After a few hundred metres, those doing the half marathon kept running straight ahead, while I, and the rest of the 10k runners, went right, heading back to the coast.

Catriona (2 from left, bottom row) and the rest of the jogscotland Chryston runners

The run was probably the most scenic one I’ve ever taken part in. The green hills and twinkling sea worked wonders, helping me to pick up my feet and distracting me from feeling too knackered. The route took us round the harbour and along the bay before heading inland a little, through a small housing estate and then back – downhill, hurrah! – into the town and along to finish at the sports centre. It was a lovely run, not least because the course doubled back on itself in two places. I had initially thought that this was not ideal; but in actual fact, getting the opportunity to pass your friends, whether in front of you or behind, and exchange a few words of encouragement, was great! The race marshals too, were fantastic. I don’t think I managed to pass one without them clapping or offering a friendly comment. Combined, the two things made the run feel cosy. Hearing my name called out as I crossed the finish line added to the feeling and a sweaty hug from one of the girls made it complete. Happy and sweaty, it was time for a cup of tea and a Danish.

Catriona McDougall

Thanks to Margaret Sinclair for her expert skills in organising our trip, and for recommending those Danish pastries. The best I’ve ever tasted!

Congratulations to everyone who went, and notably to Gemma who came 3rd in the 10k (thanks to all those vodkas), and to Cathy, 3rd in the half marathon with an amazing PB.

(Click here for race and “danish pastry” photos)