Full of the joys of spring

Unfortunately so is the dog. 

Hence this morning I’m straight up and out of the door at 6am, even though it’s a Saturday and I’d normally have a little more leisurely start.

We avoided any awkward encounters with potential canine love interests, and got to enjoy the first still moments of a perfect spring day.


Waterside running at dawn

Most of us are drawn to bodies of water; ponds, lakes, rivers or seas.  My grandparents in land-locked Northamptonshire used to drive every weekend to the local reservoir, to walk the dog or sometimes just to sit and watch the water.

Water for me now makes the perfect focal point for a running route.  In Cornwall I’ll head for the beach at dawn and there’s nothing like it.  In Dubai, I joined other expats for a couple of laps (three if I could manage it) around the Springs lake.  My Hampstead Heath routes always pass by the ponds.

Water at dawn holds a special attraction.  It’s both calming and stimulating; never the same.  And the reflection of sunrise on still water makes the most amazing photos. Another dawn runner kindly sent me this incredible shot of his morning running route in Colwick Country Park near Nottingham.


Colwick Country Park, courtesy of @Darren0310


A refreshing New Year run under an unbroken blue sky

A perfect, clear winter morning with an unbroken blue sky, and very fitting for the start of a new year.  Not unpleasantly or bitingly cold, but just fresh enough to feel almost as though you’re getting a cleansing shower as you run along.  It’s difficult not to feel that the cool wind is sloughing off the heavy, sleepy, lazy layers and preparing you for a new start.

I stood at the top of Parliament Hill to catch my breath and looked over at the City for a while, thinking ‘Eugh…  I have to be back in that tomorrow!’, but that’s a day away…

A moment of quiet escape on Christmas Day

A quiet Christmas moment

A very good friend of mine took up my little challenge to submit a photo from a Christmas morning run.  This is her early morning moment of quiet escape.  Whatever might be going on in our lives, she and I both agree that nothing beats running for solitary, reflective, mood-changing, contemplative time to ourselves, and a much-needed breath of fresh air.

Merry Christmas!

  • A scattering of joggers
  • A very well-dressed gentleman on horseback, galloping across the Heath
  • The usual cheery dog-walkers, and
  • A man in a crazy Christmas hat (a chimney with Santa’s legs sticking out!), in his own words: “a one-day-a-year hat”

Not a very festive scene on the weather front (see below!), but today is about people and the above put a big smile on my face on my Christmas morning run.  Enjoy your day!