Tired today and did not want to run. But there is the fear to miss out on the most epic dawn of the year – #FOMO. (Thanks CeeJay for pointing this out).
So this is what today’s 20 minutes looked like:
I think my fear to miss out on this is totally justified!
Not sure? Let me convince you in this 20 second video:
Sometimes I have to pull all the tricks out of my running hat to get out the door. Today was such a day. Still on vacation I could spent all day in bed under warm blankets, hoping that the cats would suddenly realize that this is where they are supposed to live.
It was still cold out there … well cold for Ireland at least. Sometimes though something is better than nothing and I knew I had to get at least some running done. I decided to replace words while discussing with myself, if I would get out there or not. The words “cold”, “freezing” etc. were to be replaced by “magic” and the word “but” with “and”. So my inner dialog went something like this:
“I should really get out before the sun rises … AND it’s MAGIC.”
“I’d feel better after my run … AND my toes will be MAGIC out there.”
In the end the game was so silly, I found myself just putting on my running clothes and heading out there. I’m glad I did, as the MAGIC wasn’t as bad under all those layers and the sunrise was just breathtaking.
This was in stark contrast to my running, which was all easy and only 50 minutes. Though something is better than nothing and my warm blanket is still here.
For future reference, this is what waits outside. Surely I never want to miss this! Look at the pebbles.
Hard to run on, forcing quick steps and making jazzy noise to fit the sound of the waves. The waves were subtle today. At the end of the beach, the pebbles make room for more sand to run on.
I love this last picture. I took it at the end of my run.
If you zoom in you can see a bird, bathing in the first sunlight. I love how calm and clear the sea is, you can see the pebbles on the right and reflections of the sunrise on the left.
Spring is definitely in the air. What a marvelous sunrise. Don’t think I had that combination of colors and light yet.
The sun is getting up much earlier these days and so am I. Did a slow 40 minutes up and down the beach which treated me with soft sand and a calm sea.
It is easier to stick to the low heartrate and I think I recovered nicely from the flu. How can I still stick with this? In my head, comes summer, I’ll be much faster albeit the still low heartrate. At least keeping this image in my head helps me with it … and that’s a my goal for now … run long hours in the summer and discover more of Ireland’s hidden trail treasures.
On a different topic: Nessy is doing great!
I’m running out of words to describe the magic that happens at sunrise. This might be due to my lack of knowledge so I’ll try and improve that.
Enjoyed 30 minutes with a spectacular sunrise at an average heartrate of 150. Slow down please!
How would you describe it?