There is history and heritage in this image; a lot of running miles sitting around that fire. Hundreds of ultras, marathons, and trail miles covered – let alone the training runs. But that is not what tonight was about. No this was about friendship and a more relaxed approach to health and fitness.
It started with a lovely little joggette through the small wooded trails and dunes to the beach where we ended up at the traditional ‘Fire Pit’. Once there, a steel and flint appeared and an ‘old school’ fire was made of the drift washed up on the beach. Who doesn’t carry tinder with them when running in the wild? Backpacks were opened and a variety of goodies produced; Some home brew beers developed by the ‘award winning’ brewing experience of @hermiston and others reinterpreted for tonight by @andyjamieson30. These all easily survived the journey, but we let them settle for a few minutes ‘just in case’. These were all drunk from Marathon du Medoc trophy mugs earned by me and @FireyJim for drinking beer after ALL the wine during the race back in 2011.
The beer tonight was also tasted in the company of friends who took a chance after internet banter to ‘go for a run’ in the Tentsmuir Forest a few years back. @GirlRunsWild’s first ever night run was down there with Jim a few years back and it was largely for her that we celebrated the new moon rising.
We broke no running records this evening. Most of us simply covered a very comfortable 7.5 miles on the trail. Andy knocked in an impromptu marathon having pushed in 20 miles earlier on in the day – well, at least that meant this 50 something could keep up! After a couple of hours watching ‘Red Neck TV’ (the fire), we trotted off the beach and back home through the forest, still chatting about everything from the beauty of the full moon to the finer points of brewing. An occasional mention was even made of running ….. But most importantly tonight, we laughed. We laughed a lot. Is that not what it’s all about?