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29/7/2021 0 Comments

My Happy Moment - My Longest Run

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On Sunday, I attended a workshop with Edwina Shaw titled The Healing Power of Story. This was an interesting workshop where we wrote about life experiences. The first prompt was 'a happy moment, how did you feel, use the five senses'. The second was 'something good that came out of a bad situation'. And the third, 'use some magic to change a bad situation', just for a little bit of fun.

Here, I share my happy moment. I wouldn't say this is a big happy moment in my life. I'd thought of a few different occasions. But this was what inspired me as it had occurred that morning and I felt like writing about it.

​Happy reading!

My Longest Run

Whoa! Mamma Mia!
Music blasts in my ears. The seven and a half kays are up, but I may as well keep running to the school.
I did it! It’s the longest I’ve ever run, but I can keep going. I can make fifty minutes. I’m almost there.
Here we go again!
Legs pump. Hip’s a bit uncomfy, but I can keep going. There’s my fifty minutes! I can slow. Slow down…walk it off.
Nah, let’s make the eight kays. Two hundred metres to go. I can do it. It’s just around the corner.
My my, how can I resist you?
I’m not sweating. Not dying. It’s a cool, beautiful morning in the park. There’s no one around.
I’m almost there. Ah, stupid phone! Just stay open!
I open the app…
Eight kilometers! Yes! Oh, eight point one! Ha! Okay. Now I can slow down. Let’s walk it off. Breathe. Go home and get on the tready. Warm down.
The ten kilometre run next week will be a breeze.
Maybe I should do this every Sunday?
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