I imagined these days would be a heavenly experience involving lots of rest and any other thing my heart desired. And that is exactly what it has been. In a way.
Last night I went on an 18 mile hilly trail run and ran hard. The weather has become perfect here.
This morning I woke up for an early run and sometime in the middle of the day it struck me that I live quite close to the ocean. At 3:30 pm (yes work ends early here), I rode my bike out to the beach. We live in such a gorgeous part of Denmark. If SR hadn't just told me my blog was at times too sappy, I might expound upon that.
Karrebæksminde Bugt minus cute kids and/or happy couple staring at each other lovingly in profile.
Town of Karrebæk
And the beach in Karrebæksminde - overexposed.
I am lucky to live here. And it was such a beautiful day. But once I met SR something weird happened; being alone just wasn't as fun. And once you have kids, you just want to share things with them. I was a happy person before SR, Natali and The Lorax, but now I have trouble accessing that person I was. Couldn't even relax enough to take my helmet off at the beach, for God's sake!
But I successfully distracted myself the rest of the night with yoga and then triathlon team swimming. A good life, at least on paper.
Two great running songs:
Underwear by FM Belfast
Hannah by Freelance Whales