Some GoodGym sessions have you running. Some have you gardening. And every so often, if you’re lucky, you get both in one evening. That’s exactly how six GoodGymers ended up trading trainers for trowels, joining Hope and Adrian to give the planters along Smithdown Road some care and attention. The brief was simple: weed, tidy, top up the soil and pick up any litter along the way. Liam, Fred and I started the evening with a run from the Liverpool Women’s Hospital area towards the traffic island where Ullet Road meets Smithdown Road, where the rest of the group was waiting. Once everyone had gathered, Liam took us through the safety guidance, making sure we all knew how to work safely around the traffic. Hope then talked to us through the task and explained what needed to be done. With the safety briefing complete, the instructions clear and the gloves on, we were ready to get stuck in. We started at the traffic island itself, coaxing the planters back from “a bit wild” to something genuinely lovely. We pulled out the weeds, added fresh soil, and gave everything a proper tidy. From there, we worked our way along Smithdown Road, planter by planter, weeding, trimming and maintaining the plants, while also clearing litter from the surrounding areas. Ten planters later, the road was looking noticeably brighter for it. There was a small milestone worth mentioning too: Amina turned up with her own new pair of gardening gloves for the very first time! A proper GoodGym rite of passage. The gloves were on, the weeds were warned, and there was no turning back. A Blooming Good Session It really was a good bloom session. There’s something quietly uplifting about working your way along a row of flowerbeds. The more we cleared, the more colour seemed to spring back to life around us, as though the plants were paying us back in kind for the attention. We’d started at a traffic island, but happily there wasn’t a hint of a jam. Instead, there was steady progress from planter to planter, with soil under our nails and the road looking better with every stop. The plants were putting down roots, while the GoodGymers were putting in the graft. And as for the weeds? They never stood a chance. Wrong place, wrong time, and definitely not part of the plan. Between pulling weeds, hauling soil, trimming plants and picking up litter, everyone found their part in the effort. There was plenty of enthusiasm throughout, and by the time we moved further along the road, Smithdown was beginning to look as though it was smiling back at us. The flowers may have been the ones doing the blooming, but there were plenty of smiles blooming among the GoodGymers too. Putting Down Roots, Then Running Home We wrapped up a few minutes ahead of schedule, with 10 planters looking brighter, the surrounding pavements tidier, and Hope and Adrian’s Smithdown in Bloom project given another helping hand. With the gardening done and the weeds well and truly defeated, it was time to swap the trowels back for trainers. Liam and I ran back to the area where we had started, bringing the evening neatly full circle. We had begun by running towards Smithdown, spent the middle of the session among the flowerbeds, and finished by running back with that satisfying kind of tiredness that comes from knowing you’ve left somewhere a little better than you found it. A big thank you to Hope and Adrian for organising and guiding us through the task, and to Liam for taking us through the safety guidance and keeping everything running smoothly. And, of course, a big well done to everyone who turned up, got their hands dirty and helped make the evening such a good one. It’s a nice reminder that small deeds can add up to something real: a few pairs of gloves, some fresh soil, a group willing to get stuck in, and a stretch of road that feels a little brighter for everyone who walks past it. We arrived on foot, stayed to dig in, put down some roots, pulled out a few weeds, and left Smithdown blooming. From sole to soil and back again, not a bad way to spend an evening.

It was a beautiful late summer evening and it seemed everyone with a car to show off had headed to the Everton Park viewpoint. Amongst the sound of exhausts and tyres on tarmac came four panting Goodgymmers who had run from Hope Street. Run leader Liam with Sophie, Laura and Fred met myself at the lookout point and we waited for John for instructions.

It was a sapling attacking mission, the saplings were spawning of the trees and off tree trunks. We were each handed loppers and we got to work, cutting back the saplings to their base.

We got some curious onlookers. The boy racers gathered at the viewpoint pulled up beside us and asked what we were doing and what we’d be doing with the waste. They looked incredulous when we told them we were doing the task for fun and to stay fit.

We worked fast and furiously. In one hour, the five of us had made a good dent on the sapling invasion, they had been defeated, until another day…

John said the council would come to collect the sapling cuttings, ‘maybe not tomorrow, maybe not the next day, but someday’.

As we walked down the hill in the setting sun… roll credits…

Goodgym met up this Monday to help once again with the friendly team at Friends of Princes Park. After a round of introductions, we also decided to celebrate some less commonly marked milestones including 85 and 15 tasks with goodgym. Some might say it's important to celebrate achievements at any stage.

We split into two groups. One group went off to water some young trees much in need of a drink in this drought. Princes Park has recently planted hundreds of new trees, including several cherry trees which were a gift from the Japanese embassy. Our efforts today will hopefully transform Princes Park into a beautiful Oasis!

Group two set off to weed a wall which was overgrown with grass and brambles. Little by little we managed to cut back the growth on top and pull our the weeds in the wall which made it much tidier for passers by. In supersonic speed, we cleared the path on both sides and transformed a weedy wall into Wonderwall!

Afterwards Goodgym slid away into the evening until next time.

On a Saturday evening, while much of Liverpool was heading to Sefton Park to see Lewis Capaldi, a group of GoodGymmers followed the north star in the sky instead, towards the bright illuminations of Blackpool to Run The Lights. Liverpool may have been listening to “Before You Go”, we were getting ready for “Before You Glow”.

This was Clara's bright idea. She had completed the event before and recommended it to us, then met us on the night, combining it with a garden-centre weekend away with her mum.

A huge thank you to Heetu, who unfortunately couldn't make it on the night but had the no walk in the dark task of getting six GoodGymmers successfully registered. That involved collecting all our various bits of information, organising it all and, no doubt, chasing a few of us along the way.

On the evening we arrived in two cars. Bekah (thank you for driving), Ellie and I arrived very early and took the opportunity to walk part of the course, taking in the North Pier, Central Pier and, of course, the famous Blackpool Tower and further than the 5k turn around point. On the way back to the start, we passed the 10p bingo shop, which Bekah remembered from her childhood and was delighted to discover was still there... we think with the same bingo caller! We were so taken up with the sights and sounds of the seaside we had less time than we had planned when we got to the start line... what bright sparks we were!

Meanwhile, the second car was somewhat delayed. Liam (thank you for driving) had picked up Laura and Vikki only to realise he'd forgotten his running trainers. So, they drove back to his house. Liam successfully remembered his... GoodGym T-shirt and then forgot his trainers again! So Liam arrived in Blackpool ready to run 10K in a pair of his regular trainers rather than his running shoes and went on to get a PB! Clearly, the secret to a PB is forgetting your trainers twice. A shining example of thinking on your feet.

There was also a little reminder that, wherever GoodGym goes, the litter pickers aren't far behind. Vikky had brought two litter pickers up with her, which had been left at a previous task and were being transported on to the next one. They therefore became unofficial members of the Blackpool contingent, accompanying us throughout the evening.

Their final outing of the night was perhaps their most glamorous: a Goodgymmer heading into a bar carrying two litter pickers to use the toilet. You can take the GoodGymmer out of the litter-picking task, but apparently you can't take the litter pickers away from the GoodGymmer.

So we had all arrived in Blackpool... the run started at 9pm and the crowds were growing. Then came the difficult bit: getting six GoodGymmers together in the middle of 3,000 people.

Clara did a brilliant job of rounding everyone up — which was harder than herding kittens in a crowd of 3,000 — making sure we were all together for the all-important start photo, holding our valuables including litterpickers and then positioning herself perfectly as official photographer and chief cheerer-on.

Bekah and Liam were taking on the 10K, while Laura, Vikky and Sallyann were completing the 5K. Vikky one of our speedy runners, had sensibly opted for the 5K — although there was always a danger she'd disappear into the distance at the speed of light. Laura, meanwhile, was, as always, beaming from ear to ear, bringing her own illuminations to the evening. Ellie was also intending to do the 5K — but, in a plot twist that nobody saw coming, she missed the turn for the shorter route and accidentally ran an extra mile. So Ellie didn't just see the light at the end of the 5K. She apparently decided to run towards it and then keep going. She deserves a medal of her own.

The run itself was fantastic. We headed along the promenade with Blackpool's famous illuminations lighting the way. The lights were on for this special evening before returning later in the year. Was this a test run for the lights... well the GoodGym Illumination Inspection Team were up for the challenge if it was. The atmosphere was electric. There were illuminated capes, glowing shorts, flashing hair accessories, wings, hats and even a Spider-Man who was practically radiating superhero energy. We were comprehensively out-shone. Clearly, next year we're going to have to raise our game and not keep ourselves in the dark. There is no way we are going to let ourselves be eclipsed again.

Blackpool really is something else. As Ellie pointed out, Las Vegas is the Blackpool of the USA — big, bright and brassy, with slot arcades, bars, stag and hen dos, kiss-me-quick hats, a wedding chapel thrown in for good measure and, on this particular evening, 3,000 runners having an absolute ball. It was quite simply lit.

After the run, we all congregated again, thanks once more to Clara's exceptional crowd-management skills, and headed off for the most appropriate post-race meal imaginable: chips. Because,...well, it is Blackpool. We sat together, ate our chips, shared stories of the evening and enjoyed spending some time together before heading back to Liverpool. And what an illuminating night it had been.

By the time we arrived home at almost 2am, Liverpool felt very quiet and very dark in comparison. After an evening of lights, laughter, running, chips and a little bit of accidental extra mileage, we had certainly left Liverpool in the dark.

It had been a glowing success from start to finish.

And next year? We're coming back... hopefully with more Goodgymmers. Definitely brighter and sparklier, maybe on route and probably a litter picker or two. Goodgym Liverpool shines wherever we are but Blackpool certainly gives us an opportunity to turn up the wattage!