A couple of weekends ago, Matthew and I met our good friend Steph at the Vancouver Airport. We only had a few precious hours with her between her flights, so we whisked her over to Steveston for some fish and chips and a walk in the park. Luckily, it was one of the top ten most lovely days of summer.
Steph lives in Alaska (although we know her from Melbourne) and she found herself on a layover at the Vancouver Airport because of her amazing running adventures! She had just finished an ultra marathon relay from Alaska to Yukon, and her leg of the relay was in the middle of the night, when she could see the Northern Lights as she ran.
Anyway, we had a lovely (though brief) afternoon together, and then drove her back to the airport. But I continue to be inspired by the story of her run.
Last weekend our friend Martina (who has featured occasionally on this blog) invited me out for a "virtual half marathon" on a course of her choosing. It was the best way to run a half marathon, because there was no standing around at the crack of dawn waiting for a bus or anything. I met her at her house on the other side of Oak Street, and we jogged a beautiful course down to the sea wall and along to Locarno Beach, and back again. I had never run with Martina before, but I think we were pretty evenly matched in pace, because we were able to jog and chat quite happily the whole time.
|Locarno Beach last Sunday morning.|
|Kits Beach last Sunday morning|
So this morning when I woke up (without the alarm! luxury!) I laced up and hit the sea wall solo. I usually fear running alone, but it is a route I know well, and the sun was shining. I stopped several times to take pictures, because it was so achingly beautiful.
|On the Sea Wall, the blinding sunlight. I did not have sunglasses, so this is really how I experienced it.|
|Science World! (half way done!) I was so proud at this point, I sent Matthew a picture message.|
|More loveliness. Look how still the water is!|
|Some keen yogis.|
|And the mountains. Sigh.|
|There were loads of boats out by 10am. Good day for boating. Excuse my finger.|