‘It took me years to see that path and to find my pace.
When I finally got moving, I hoped I might be able to run forever.’
From ‘The Long Run’
by Catriona Menzies-Pike
I recently spent a week holidaying in one of my favourite spots, near a clifftop in the Yorke Peninsula region. It was mid-Autumn, and the weather, like the view, changed every day, sometimes every minute.
During one of the sunnier hours, I went for a run in the bushland that lies behind the dunes and cliffs. I took off my running shoes and ran barefoot along the winding sandy track that rises and dips through the scrubland. Despite the lack of rain in the previous months, the bushland here seemed to me quite lush (at least by South Australian standards).
I finished my run at the base of the highest dune, and then I trundled up to the top of the dune to look down on the beach and shoreline below.
It was a moment of silver seas and blue skies — a moment worth celebrating.
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It looks so serene and peaceful there. Lucky you!