the break
There’s a quiet reassurance in knowing that no matter how far or how fast I want to go, no matter how long it’s been since I last hit the trail, my running shoes are always there.
There’s a quiet reassurance in knowing that no matter how far or how fast I want to go, no matter how long it’s been since I last hit the trail, my running shoes are always there.
In July, I decided I had to run at least 100km. Over the course of four weeks, it doesn’t seem an impressive feat but between work and travel, a bit of rather serious health stuff and trying to have some kind of social life, it wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. But… Continue reading I ran 100 kilometres, just for me
When I was a little girl, my neighbour’s Nanny and Grampy had THE BEST tree climbing tree, which we were forbidden to climb. Naturally, we climbed it anyway – at every opportunity – and would sit in the branches feeling quite on top of the world. If I’m completely honest, tree climbing was never my… Continue reading on climbing trees
The best things in life really are the little things.
Like that extra loop around the pond, just for me.
When it comes to size, I’m a pretty little person. I drive a small car, and live in a relatively small apartment in a big building in the province’s biggest city, which is actually the equivalent to many small towns in other parts of the world. And yet I often feel swallowed up by the… Continue reading On waves, waterfalls, mosquito bites and impromptu swims