in my three month spring vacation I spent a lot of time in parks. most notably those that are part of the east bay regional park district. I have spent many hours running and hiking in Redwood, Anthony Chabot, Huckleberry, Sibley, Roberts, Doable Foothills, & Tilden Parks.
These parks are fantastic. They offer something for everyone. Tot lots and picnic areas for rambunctious Pippi-monsters, trails for family walks with the dog and mighty challenges for the momster to tackle with the Archie-beast.
each park has a unique character. Redwood Park- truth in advertising, mighty trees hundreds of feet tall, Anthony Chabot, scrub and grass and live oak, all driving you to the Lake, Tilden- glorious views, Huckleberry- peaceful ferns, Sibley-all about the rocks. now they are becoming friends. each trail as I come to know it becomes an extended part of my home, a place to be comfortable even when I'm not comfortable.
Sunday morning self care isn't easy, its hard to leave the bed and the family. it's hard to think about running for hours and miles and feet of elevation. But I never regret it, it has yet to be the wrong choice to go and work and struggle and sweat. I gasp at the beauty and I gasp for breath and I gasp when truths find their way to the surface in the middle of nowhere.
running, enduring, is when I let go of enough of the mental chatter to feel things that are hard to feel. its where I cry and smile and realize. its a safe place to be, as an emotional being.
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