|Powerful Owl trail with a view of Moreton Island. Beautiful...|
I've made a friend through Polynesian Princess's school. I've made a few friends there and I anticipate having a great time getting to know these girls more. One of them has been offering to take me for a trail run for weeks. I (very nervously) accepted her offer as it's been a while since I've run. But since last month I have been slowly re-entering my running world. I say I 'nervously' accepted her offer because she runs up a mountain, and then down again. Regularly.
So it was with a little trepidation I started the run up Mt Coot-tha. Within five minutes of running uphill I knew we weren't compatible running partners. Where my friend could comfortably hold a conversation whilst simultaneously running UPHILL (I've mention that bit already, haven't I?) at a steady pace, I was barely able to concentrate on what was being said. Every now and again I could puff out a "yeah, right!" but mostly I was burning. Burning and dying.
But the best part was running down a track called Powerful Owl. That was great. Talk about feeling alive! All my concentration was on staying upright as we zig-zagged down a steep dirt track. Exhilarating and fun, I would happily do the run again in a heart-beat to relive that feeling.
When I run on my own, I'm running around my neighbourhood, so it's all roads, cars and houses. Which I actually don't mind. But running in the bush is different. It's a truly enjoyable experience that I could definitely get used to. It was so gorgeously quiet. At one stage I actually thought somebody was playing drums. I kept stopping and looking around me. Nothing. After the third time, I realised it was the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. True story.
The rest of the day passed in a haze of happy. Grocery shopping, more coffee with The Architect, and finishing off Mitch Albom's "Tuesdays with Morrie". Enlightening, sobering and inspirational.
The day finished much like it started. With a whole lot of loveliness. The Architect made us pizzas for dinner and I foraged around in the back of the pantry and emerged triumphant with a bottle of red.
The Architect is currently getting both kids to bed and once he emerges, we'll settle down to watch a movie together. Yes, it's been a lovely, lovely day.
How's yours been? What are the plans for tomorrow?