Eleven months – eleven miles….

We woke at 5.40am yesterday – the morning sun creeping over the hills, softly softly – the day gentle and balmy, the temperature clement, like a fresh summer morn… But we knew the force of the suns rays would soon be beaming down on us, in vibrant yellow energy, hot, shining shards of light; until later in the day the road and the sand would be too hot to bear for the soles of our feet!

We padded out and set off for our longest barefoot run… Two circuits around the edge of the forest on the blue cycle path for half of the lap, and through the tree lined wide road that winds down beside the coast, for the second half… The first was gone in a flash… My body felt open and strong…

Feeling the positive the effects of my second  deep tissue Turkish massage… My feet enjoying the feel of the warm road, my body relaxed and fluid… Anadi and I ran side by side, talking, enjoying each other… The day opening in glorious light sunny bright, the feel of the road beneath our feet…

We had hidden a  bottle of water at the half way point – we paused and glugged down thirsty gulps –  and then round again, with ease, relaxed running running…

11 months, 11 miles… It’s taken some time, but in a way no time at all…
I feel like I am at the very start of my life – a new sport, new beginnings, new vistas opening before me… Flashes of possibility and new dreams arise, as I take the next step, and the next, and the next…

Every moment of our life as the first… Every moment of our life holds the possibility to transform our past and create a vibrant new future… Each moment is the only one, stepping into it with anticipation and silent joy… No expectation and yet allowing the dreams to arise and manifest…

Life; a glorious delightful paradox in every step…