Rosedawn Ramblings

I've been having an argument with myself for the last few weeks... deciding whether to run or not? Time is a bit short. I've had meetings and appointments and social events booked in. A new job to occupy my brain. The friend I was supposed to meet can't make it anymore and I don't really want to run on my own. The weather has been grim and evenings getting darker. I'm a bit tired and know I will feel like I am running really slowly.  Is there really time for a run? Can I really fit it in? Is it really worth it? The downside of having trained for and run ultramarathons is that my brain sometimes tells me that if you are not planning to run for 3 hours, is it really a run at all? To run or not? Well I don't have 3 hours and couldn't run for 3 hours anyway... so .... not? ----- Last Sunday, I went along to a performance at Etruria called ' Grit ' - a canal side performance about "women who stride, walk, jog and run" hosted by Urban Wilderness....

A few months ago, maybe even a year ago, I wrote a list.  A list of what I wanted; a collection of connected words and phrases describing how I'd like to spend my days at work.  I'm not sure exactly what event prompted me to start writing the list... perhaps it was the arrival of a new Moomin notebook, perhaps it was after a really challenging day at work, perhaps the announcement of yet another variation of lockdown being implemented.  But I wrote a list.  I'm not sure if I wrote the list all in one go... or came back to it over several days and added to it.  But I wrote a list.  And then forgot about it. The notebook wasn't written in again and remained lost under of pile of "filing" until just a couple of weeks ago. But during the time since writing that list, quietly and almost without realising it, I was finding a way to make my wish list a reality. I was looking at new opportunities.  I was thinking about how I wanted to spend...