Day 4 of my trail run streak finds me in Cornwall on my favourite 10k route. I am really enjoying my muddy adventures this Christmas. I'm learning how to draw energy from my surroundings and be more outward focussing rather than inward thinking about breathing/ pain/legs/ dying if you get my drift!!! There is no easy way to run in thick wet mud but I'm so aware that my ankles are stronger due to doing so much of this.
There is something wonderful about being completely alone in the woods / by the sea miles from anywhere. I don't feel afraid, I often stop and just take a moment to take in the sounds, smells, textures of the trees and vegetation. It feels very real and grounding which is so far from my life I can escape all of it for a bit and finally be free.
What adventures have you had this Christmas? I hope it's been fun??