a week or so ago i was running in the bush up behind where we live. i had our new dog with me and we were running along a gravel road that curves around the side of the hill (it’s called blackmountain, but i don’t think you can really call it a mountain). it was raining, it was early morning and i’d been out walking/running the dog for about 20 minutes already.
i’m not sure exactly what shifted, but i found myself hitting my stride unexpectedly and got that effortless feeling that i could keep running for hours. i wrote about this a long time ago and haven’t done regular running much since then and definitely haven’t found it easy to reach that flow state again. and here, all of a sudden, in the rain, with the dog, up on a mountain something clicked. bloody lovely.
the only sad thing was that it only lasted for about 15 minutes when the dog caught the scent of a rabbit and dashed off into the bush taking little heed of my calls. took several minutes for him to come back while i whistled and called - the little bugger.