ByJulia Chi
We are on the road again… We dropped our key in with our landlady and chatted awhile with her and her husband before we left… ‘You are the talk of the town in your bare feet’ they laughed… I forget that communities are small, and they talk, and that a woman running about in the…
ByJulia Chi
I enjoy writing in coffee shops; it was always my dream in the past to spend my time in cafes writing all day. In fact it was a dream I live out a lot… Writing anonymously with folk around me. Anadi likes to work in silence, I believe the work of a computer programmer needs…
ByJulia Chi
The day was grey and a little chilly, rain hanging in the air… I didn’t feel much like leaving the cosiness of our cottage, but I remembered the techniques of going running ‘whatever whenever’, that I had adopted over years of living in the UK… Just step out of the door… Step over any resistance,…
ByJulia Chi
As I ran up the hill, with wet leafy trees heavily drooping over onto the wet shiny, bumpy, uneven Dorset lane – I reflected on my life and how all I have ever really wanted to do is go running… I love it, quite simply love it… I always have – and I love it…
ByJulia Chi
And now we are in Dorset… It is like magic that we travel on the wings of time, which swirls around without a beginning nor end… One minute we are in Morocco; the next in London – and now with a silent whoosh of energy it seems that we have been propelled to a land…
ByJulia Chi
Here is my story of being barefoot for a year, in a page… I was walking along Famara beach in Lanzarote with my husband Anadi… I love that beach. It is sandy and expansive, with a backdrop of volcanic cliffs, magical in their colour and stature. The beach is 5k long when the tide is…
ByJulia Chi
I am aware that many of you know my story, but as I approach 3 years to the day – September 9th – since I shed my shoes, I thought I would tell the story again of… How it all began … In August 2016 – I was still a shod runner; but I was…
ByJulia Chi
Following making my vlog in the pouring rain, I was reflecting on all I said as I ran in the bright sunshine today… Blue skies, skudding clouds, bouncy green grass under my feet… Yesterday I ran fifteen miles on the same ground – the feel more of cold wetness and hard acorns! Today the warmth…
ByJulia Chi
I had a dream last night that I was running… It was a long run and I was enjoying it, when I realised I was inadvertently wearing running shoes… I was suddenly confused as to how that could have happened… But as Anadi and I have been exploring, the dream is likely because ‘barefoot’ is…
ByJulia Chi
I love running around Richmond Park, three times now I have set off to this new training ground, rather than the beach… I love the feeling of the grass, the wet patches, the slightly uneven earthy patches – and then the smooth road, the bumpy road… Instead of the beach, the sand, the cobbles… My…
ByJulia Chi
I am sitting writing in Costa Coffee and I have just witnessed one of those ‘things that happen’ between human beings… A lady was sitting waiting; she had been there some time and had the air of someone waiting for someone. She sat with her suitcase beside her, she didn’t order a drink, she just…
ByJulia Chi
I rose just after 6am and set off into the nearly light uneven streets that are now familiar to my feet… Cats strolled about – I crossed the vast emptiness of the big square, with the feel of a day starting to roar into life – and ran towards the mosque. Most of my route…