Cairns & Trig in...

...cinemascope

This is the less cinematic version but... the weather conditions and the atmospheric low cloud and humidity at the same time, spoke to me and a black and white high contrast film type photo was the one I choose for today

after a fairly hard fell run last night with the team at the club, with minimal food, minimal sleep...I think about 23 minutes powernap early this morning with even a couple of REMs, no breakfast apart from a slice of toast and some coffee, I waved good bye to the children and set off to make my way to Skipton to meet J. I made sure that on the way I hydrated well to the point that when I jumped of the train I was ...well you get what i mean. By the time I was on the train platform getting stripped to change into my gear and racers (bad idea the racers very wet and rocky and muddy and boggy under foot) J arrived on the other side of the platform just sporting a bum bag when I knew my backback would weight around 6 kg carrying my jeans, shoes, kitchen sink ;-)

Out of the station and straight onto a steady run via the city centre, I can tell you, sleepless like I am I can hardly remember where I ran, where I stepped, can't remember which shops I went past, the canal, nothing. It all felt, it honestly all felt not just saying it to create some drama here, dreamlike, cinematic, like I was running on a different dimension or it was not really real but my REM.

Roads, inclines I can't remember, I can remember my heart adjusting her beating to the effort and my legs galloping. But then as soon as we stepped into the woods, emotions and energy went sky high. It was like entering a dream in a dream. The hill steep, wet underfoot, rocky...I knew that we were in ascent mode. The cloud low almost in a way touching it with our heads but under that the far views fields receiving the sun rays, humid like a sticky and humid night in New Orleans it felt. I am not sure why my mind was drifting away and making a connection to New Orleans, perhaps certain emotions or some synapses firing in my brain connected emotions, experiences, parallel universes together and given me this connection. I accepted and received it and for the rest of the steep descent to the point I saw from far those Cairns, looking like the ruins of an ancient building I was lost in New Orleans, thinking of that night with the fan on, curtains moving in ripples as soon as the slightest breeze would come through the wide open window. You might now think what is he going on about, he was talking about a reccie and now in the flow of his mind chatterings he is talking about another place......

...well my mind works in mysterious ways and I am just writing what is coming through my mind, raw, unedited, as it comes though, not thinking about it.

Even now as I still haven't slept I think I will wake up at some point and find myself looking at ...the ceiling, the sky, the stars...depending where I will be when I wake up. But I think I am not sleeping as I just pinched myself and it hurts...

...dinner now as my aubergine curry with homemade mango chutney and naan is ready ...so I ll enjoy that mouthwatering dream before I return to continue with the story

....in instalments today this blip

Part II

And then near the top of moor still in that dreamlike state, we turned...J ...said something or did I think he said something. What I felt was that my brain gyroscope turned 180 degrees and my eyes must have open wide when I noticed the two cairns that I initially thought were walls of an ancient building and further back (you can see the trig point on the photo) the trig point. That when I saw J running towards the cairns and then entering the portal and stopping in between. My brain went on fire...I had milliseconds to react, one hand went to the zip on my running tights, unzipped it, squizzed the phone out of the pocket, slided the photo interface up...pointed and captured that magic moment, I am not sure if J realised what was happening and why I suddenly instead of running started moving my arms in strange directions.

The photo was taken and i knew from the little thumbnail that magic was captured.

...what was to follow though...was running on uncharted territory, the moor looked like a moor but J s suggestion to cut diagonally through the moor in order to find the path we were supposed to be taking parallel to the A65 made me realise why I needed trails shoes, reason I didn't wear them was that they were wet but also having gone in some many bogs last night, I didn't want to have the scent-0-sheep on. Ground uneven, bogs, tall grass and me trying to balance myself in flat racers with no grip. I was loving it really and loved splashing in the cold water. We reached the gate and the track was found, now it was all straight all the way to Addingham.

When there, I had another brilliant idea, I thought we are here so we might as well surprise our chairman, so took J to his place where we chatted, planned, clarified and I had a glass of homemade elderflower cordial. Mmmm yummy

I was still in dreamlike state, still floating, I felt hungry too, because I realised as i mentioned to J that I ran this 10 miles on a slice of toast and after an evening run too. I was not recovered for sure. Reaching the destination, sweaty, covered in sexy humid moisture, glowing and red cheeked we entered hahaha M&S where all the shoppers wearing their nice clothes and purples but we looked like hungry and tired castaways looking for food. I got two fruit mixed bowls with my favourite fruits that actually tasted really nice and in 15 minutes they were gone. But felt refreshed and even thought still in this dream that i actually picked them from the trees myself.

Ok and now...I will stop my mind chatterings here...my 60hr day has to come to an end, so after becoming one with the water for a relaxing swim I ll jump into another dream and see how many layer of dreams i will experience. Today was a dreamlike day and running was part of it. Big thanks to J and not allowing me to 'get lost' on the moors.

Sweet dreams to all of you...god so many dreams and I will try really really really hard to respond, comment and visit your journals

All well on Friday we ll running up to Scafell Pike and then down for the Olympic baton real relay. And I can tell you I feel the conditions will be dreamy, rain or snow