Perhaps I will be able to walk TOMORROW? For now, here is Chapter 4 of the 60 000 word sort-of-memoir I wrote in Melbourne’s FIRST lockdown. Just in case you are interested! (Thank you so much for all the messages about these chapters. I am so glad you are liking them!!)
I have sore Achilles and have wound back my walks the past couple of weeks. I’m missing the routine. Hope you get back out walking soon. Your memoir has me hooked! Thanks for sharing your first few chapters.
Just before the weather turned last week I stopped to video the gentle rustle of leaves gently blowing in the breeze with clear blue sky as a back drop. I said ‘listen’ to the chap, he didn’t get it. I’m going to put it on my fb profile. I had gentle led down chewing cows before. (I’m lucky to live next to a common, currently a week away with a grey sea, which we are going to get into later in out wetsuits!) PS where can I get a sweatshirt dress? Perfect for this holiday.
As Bryony Gordon says in Eat Drink Run, “one day, things could happen to you that you wouldn’t be able to believe right now – the most astonishing, amazing things. Trust me when I say that all you have to do is hold on.” THIS! I love Bryonys book so much. I totally get the whole running thing,as you know, because bloodyhell that pulled me through the peri menopause thing for sure. 16km on rage was a regular occurrence. These posts have been super helpful to help me with the underlying rage about not being able to run right now because of the ‘lumbago’ LOL! I call it lumbago because it’s the funniest word EVER and makes it feel less threatning. BUT I have spent years yelling at people that walking is completely underrated. Walking makes people feel better in all kinds of ways. It’s scientific and all that! Love yous xxxx
I've just binge read all four chapter Pip, again thank you for your generosity that appears in so many ways through all of your work 💝
I love to notice trees too, they are a metaphor for resilience and new growth. Last summer a gum tree I've loved and watched for over twenty years died and I felt the loss. It was growing in a slate hill face and had a bee hive in its roots. I hadn't been out much during this harsh winter but my recent spring walk showed me new growth, a meter high baby tree from her roots! I can only see this as an amazing message of hope from my beloved tree!
These reflections are speaking to me so much as I navigate losing one of the most important people in my life.
No he didn’t die, he just chose someone else.
Thank you for the book recommendations, I’ve always walked, but walking isn’t helping my mind keeps spiraling and obsessing, so I’m trying running because I can’t think of anything else other than how much it hurts.
My yoga teacher asks us to thank our body after every session, I nearly cried when I first heard her say this. My poor body is dealing with medically induced menopause which is so brutal but necessary for breast cancer treatment. My body got me through chemo, carries me through heartache, yes I’m overweight and yes I’ll probably never lose it due to the medication. But my body is strong, and I’m so thankful for how strong it is.
I have sore Achilles and have wound back my walks the past couple of weeks. I’m missing the routine. Hope you get back out walking soon. Your memoir has me hooked! Thanks for sharing your first few chapters.
Just before the weather turned last week I stopped to video the gentle rustle of leaves gently blowing in the breeze with clear blue sky as a back drop. I said ‘listen’ to the chap, he didn’t get it. I’m going to put it on my fb profile. I had gentle led down chewing cows before. (I’m lucky to live next to a common, currently a week away with a grey sea, which we are going to get into later in out wetsuits!) PS where can I get a sweatshirt dress? Perfect for this holiday.
Loving reading your ‘sort-of-memoir’. Descriptive and insightful (as always)! Love 💜
As Bryony Gordon says in Eat Drink Run, “one day, things could happen to you that you wouldn’t be able to believe right now – the most astonishing, amazing things. Trust me when I say that all you have to do is hold on.” THIS! I love Bryonys book so much. I totally get the whole running thing,as you know, because bloodyhell that pulled me through the peri menopause thing for sure. 16km on rage was a regular occurrence. These posts have been super helpful to help me with the underlying rage about not being able to run right now because of the ‘lumbago’ LOL! I call it lumbago because it’s the funniest word EVER and makes it feel less threatning. BUT I have spent years yelling at people that walking is completely underrated. Walking makes people feel better in all kinds of ways. It’s scientific and all that! Love yous xxxx
I've just binge read all four chapter Pip, again thank you for your generosity that appears in so many ways through all of your work 💝
I love to notice trees too, they are a metaphor for resilience and new growth. Last summer a gum tree I've loved and watched for over twenty years died and I felt the loss. It was growing in a slate hill face and had a bee hive in its roots. I hadn't been out much during this harsh winter but my recent spring walk showed me new growth, a meter high baby tree from her roots! I can only see this as an amazing message of hope from my beloved tree!
I love how those little trees that held on and allowed time to pass were a guide for you to see how you had grown too. Trees are awesome.
Cheers Kate
Thank you Pip
These reflections are speaking to me so much as I navigate losing one of the most important people in my life.
No he didn’t die, he just chose someone else.
Thank you for the book recommendations, I’ve always walked, but walking isn’t helping my mind keeps spiraling and obsessing, so I’m trying running because I can’t think of anything else other than how much it hurts.
My yoga teacher asks us to thank our body after every session, I nearly cried when I first heard her say this. My poor body is dealing with medically induced menopause which is so brutal but necessary for breast cancer treatment. My body got me through chemo, carries me through heartache, yes I’m overweight and yes I’ll probably never lose it due to the medication. But my body is strong, and I’m so thankful for how strong it is.
Oops this got a bit long.
Thank you for your stories