Doing Our Own Thing Together…
I did a sort of peep show vlog today; and I noticed that rather than not wanting to be on video, everyone was keen to be in the frame… I am so aware not to capture people on film who … Read More
Success is Fun; Fun is Success…
Anadi and I have just been sitting in the sun in a little square… We have taken to having lunch at about 4.30; the time has crept later and later. Today the food we ate felt like there was a … Read More
Being The Change…
We wandered up the little street, that we had run along only a few hours earlier… We were in search of some lunch… Instead of empty quiet, we now dodged weaving mopeds, a donkey pulling a cart, crowds wandering too … Read More
Make No One Your Authority…
I woke just after 6am, with the light gently filtering translucent blue yellow through our window, I lay enjoying the feel of silence… We had gone to sleep with the sounds of Marrakech still reverberating around, bikes roaring past, the … Read More
Synchronicity, Chance Encounters and Coincidences…
And now Anadi and I are at Gatwick…I am in Costa writing, and Anadi is in a meeting… It feels a bit like time travel… The journey from Devon to here took only four hours… We left at 6am, in … Read More
Cream Tea Quest…
Supporting Josie in her quest to ‘not do an Ironman’ is proving to be a very serious endurance experience for Jane and I… So far we have completed day two of our ‘cream tea eating challenge’, and we have returned … Read More
Occasionally Stumble Over the Truth…
Anadi and I ran together for a last run on our endless beach… The playa with a timeless feel to it, so easy to cover the miles… Today we spotted six other barefoot runners, brown bodies, brown feet blending with … Read More
The Earth’s Energy Moving Through our Bodies…
On Monday night I went to sleep on the west coast of Spain, Tuesday bedtime came in Malaga, last night I went to sleep on the ninth floor of the Premier Inn at Gatwick airport and tonight I am lying … Read More
Keep Travelling, Keep Exploring…
I am just back from a rather typical ‘Julia shopping trip’… I gave my last pair of trousers to Maggie, who the Zen runners know because she did all the organising of hotels, travel, trips, everything I needed… She is … Read More
The ‘Ouchie’ Path…
All my life I have been someone who has been known for treading the ‘naughty path’… I remember being away alone in Tenerife one Christmas… I had just arrived and was getting my bearings… Which way to run? My neighbours … Read More