This time last week I was in the final throes of preparation for our Devon Walking Weekender.
The shopping was all done, the food prepped and all I needed to do was my own packing before I headed off.
I wasn’t sure what the weekend would bring. I’d not run a walking weekend before and I wasn’t sure how it would be received or if it was ‘enough’ for a two day event.
I couldn’t have asked for more.
The weather was perfect. We had two fabulously sunny days with a coastal breeze.
We had beautiful scenery that ranged between shady tree tunnels and steep cliff edge paths.
And we had a group of people who loved the idea of walking and being outside for a few days to leave their normal life stress behind them.
Although Friday night delivered a pretty lovely sunset, Saturday night’s was something else.
Some of us decided to go to the bay just as the sun was setting into the sea. It was quite a beautiful night.
The sky was a stunning hue of yellows and pinks. The sun seemed to plop gently into the water and above us the moon was quietly shining perfectly in all it’s glory.
It really was my idea of heaven.
I realised whilst I was there that I love both the sun and moon for opposite reasons.
I absolutely adore the unknown with a sunrise or sunset. You have no idea what you are going to be given. They’re unique and can change in each moment and once gone that’s it, you missed it. Sunsets give me opportunity to start again and sunsets to be grateful for what I’ve had. They have made me cry from the sheer audacious beauty of them and I can happily spend time watching them.
The moon however is always the same. It may be hidden by clouds but it’s always there. We know what phase it will be in night after night and it’s constant and calm and peaceful . I am really drawn to the moon and I frequently look for it when I am driving home at night or sit in the garden before I go to bed with it shining down on me.
This Saturday night in Combe Martin therefore was just my perfect moment encapsulated.
And then someone took a photo of me in the moment.
If ever there was a moment in time that captures me, my picture perfect, this is it.
I have my FastTrack fleece on (I spend most of my time working on or in FastTrack Fit Camp. I wear, work and breathe it), I am outside (I love to be outside, I get very twitchy when I haven’t been outside in a day) and I am looking at a sunset (just standing, contemplating, watching and thinking) all you can’t see is the moon, which was out, shining down on me too.
I love this. It sums me up in one shot.
What picture do you have of you that sums you up?
Is it you with your children? Crossing a finishing line at a running event? Raising a glass with friends? Laughing so much we smile just looking at it?
I’d love to see your picture perfect and, over on our FastTrack Facebook page I’ll post the same question. I’d love to see your photos and why it’s just YOU.
My full review of our Devon Weekend is here — it was a gorgeous weekend.
A link to our next one in Monmouth in October is here — it will be just as wonderful in it’s own way.
An up to date post on my Hashitmoto’s Overhaul is here too, I’m 3 months in.
The Devon weekend was a success for many reasons, but one of them is that we have time to get to know more about each other and find out what each other loves, loathes and longs for. I’m looking forward to seeing what photos you send. It will be nice to see what makes you you.
Have a very happy weekend.