Just a wee bit of running

It has been twelve years since I started running, again. Over the past twelve years, a silent little (mostly) woman’s issue has been swimming about in my thoughts before, after and during running. Predominantly, when I run fast, run uphill, or run downhill. Sometimes I am caught out because I genuinely forget I’m female. Sometimes … Continue reading Just a wee bit of running

Just get out of the tent, she said.

Memories and minds are turbulent and terribly torturous things, or they’re terrifically tantalising and tenacious. Just a spoonful of alliteration for breakfast, now let’s talk tents. One of my previous posts (Mindful Adventures) introduced some new characters to this adventure story, all of whom are significantly inspirational women who do things because they can, and/or because they … Continue reading Just get out of the tent, she said.

Mindful Adventures

Two words have revealed themselves to mean something very different to me over the past four weeks. I thought I understood adventure. I thought I understood what it meant to be mindful. We often hear that phrase (mostly from our parents or teachers), to be “mindful of that step”, or “mindful of the traffic”. And … Continue reading Mindful Adventures