Our whole life ahead to perfect our art…

Today I thought I would be in Norfolk, but instead I am in Sussex.

I have just run on the Ashdown Forest with Pooh, Piglet, Owl and Roo; they were the ones who were free for a run come fly today, the appearance of Owl rather surprised me as I didn’t expect to see him in the daylight… But when I said that Pooh rightly said… ‘Well we didn’t expect to see you today either…’

Anadi and I were meant to be in Norfolk celebrating his Mum’s birthday with her; but her back was so sore and she called to tell us she wasn’t up for a celebration today… So we have moved it to when we are next in the UK…

‘We’ve still got your celebration to look forward to…’ I said to Kay, his Mum, after we had sung to her…

So my day changed it’s direction… Where to go? Immediately ‘my’ Ashdown Forest called me… I dropped Anadi at ‘the office’ in Gatwick and made my way there…

As I drove through the lanes from Forest Row, I was trying to find ‘Kidd’s Hill’…It was a hill I knew very well… I ran up it quite regularly in the past – cycled up it once – and apart from knowing it was a way to the forest, it would also be a trip down or rather up memory Lane…

Needless to say, I couldn’t find it and made my way a slightly long and roundabout route to Gill’s Lap. I parked and stepped out onto the grassy dusty stony land and my feet were like two little puppies, eager to explore…

They are stronger and stronger, and as I ran today another deeper level of ‘let go’ occurred. They are getting tougher on the under soles and stronger in their structure, so I was able to relax more and jump and leap and run, and walk when really ouchie bits appeared for two hours…

This morning I had watched a video of a 91 year old woman who was doing a gymnastic routine, she was strong and agile and had fab legs!

‘I’ve got my whole life ahead of me’ I thought as I watched her perform her art, ‘to perfect my art of running…’

As I ran today any vestige of rush within me let go… I could feel it and I remembered when I had some Alexander technique lessons with ‘The Art of Running’ expert Malcolm Balk, and how he reminded me to connect to the energy from the base of the spine that flows right up through the top of the head, and then to simply concentrate on the footfall and the legs would follow…

And they do…

At one point I was at a fork in the road and ‘I’ wanted to go to the left, but my feet were pulling me to the right!

I nearly went left!!! 🙂

But I then remembered that my feet know best and that I am to follow their lead, their pace, honour their wisdom and the messages they get from their connection to the earth’s energy…

So I ran down the path to the right, which came to a stream, and the other side of the stream, I saw a road and a sign… ‘Kidds Hill’!

I ran up Kidd’s Hill again… The mile long, windy steep hill, but not as steep as I remembered…

At the end of two hours, I was very happy tired. I find that running in my bare feet is on one level more energising and connecting than any running I have ever done… And on the other, it asks more of me at a very core level.

Pooh, Piglet Roo and Owl  know the forest well, but the main thing I noticed on our ‘fly run’ today is how they all flow with their own rhythm, and that of the forest too… They go at the pace of the land and their own energy and they all look after each other, and they waited for me too when I was treading over the ouchie bits… They were patient with me as I return more wholly to something I have always known…

How to connect truly to the moment, the land, the sun, those around us, to the now…

After I had run, I drove back to Forest Row and dropped into InGear Bike shop…

Pete the owner and I used to talk a lot when we both lived in the same town, I would drop into his bike shop then, and we would talk training, racing, eating, competition…I even went out with his cycling group a few times…

I had seen his new shop here in forest Row, and recently we connected on instagram… And so today it was in real life… Fifteen years from when we last had a chat, we picked up as if I had dropped in last week…

If we trust our connection with ourself and with the silence within, we start to see that we are all in an ongoing conversation that never ends….

And here is my conversation ‘on the run‘ with Denny while he was in Florida and I was in Spain…