Running on the beach
I am absolutely loving running at the moment. Especially as I have this beautiful route which goes something like this. Leave house, 2 mins later arrive on beach. Run 20 mins in one direction. Run 20 mins back. 2 mins to home. Don’t get me wrong. I loved running last week in Regents Park when I was at the Primrose Hill Palace (mum and dad’s) but there is no run that is better than a beach run.
Here are some pics I took on my last evening run just to prove what I’m on about.
In my everyday life I sometimes feel the lack of physical freedom that is normal when you raise kids. This is definitely a bigger deal now that I don’t have another job to go to. It means that I am rarely on my own. I travel with a pram, handbags, bags of shopping and a toddler holding my hand OR I am carrying his scooter. We are lucky in Whitstable that we can walk everywhere but it takes forever to get ready to leave the house. I never just pick up my keys and phone and LEAVE. Until now. Now it is still light when my husband gets home. And last night I was ready. I got the kids to sleep. Then I changed into running shoes and waited. The moment he was home I was off, running along the beach. I’ve always hated to run but now I love it, because I love the physical sense of complete freedom. Some days I think I could run forever. But my body isn’t ready for that. I have stopped thinking, “I hope this makes me thin” and now I just do it for the joy. And yes. I felt this way when I ran in the rain too. Tho I didn’t take pictures.
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