The Stranger

I do not recognise myself at the moment. Who is this person? I certainly haven't met her before!

On Wednesday I took the 06:47 train to the airport, the 08.55 train to Barcelona and finally the 12:45 train to Girona. I met up with a group of strangers for a running holiday in Costa Brava.

With all the excitement of Amaia's evening I didn't have time to think about the trip. I packed 3 days running kit, jeans and a top for each night. I have never been more efficient or practical in my life!

I didn't worry about my clothes, my conversation or the impression I would make. I didn't worry about my ability or fitness. There were no nerves! I wanted to do something new, challenging, different and totally out of my comfort zone. I found it. I love it. Don’t get me wrong, it has been hard at times, I've been pushed but not forced, encouraged but tested. Turns out I am a pretty good runner, very strong on inclines, cautious on descents, I have stamina too. No injuries (people were surprised) and good on different terrains. I would never have said any of those things about myself  before. It is funny the stories we tell ourselves and believe. I think mine may need adapting! 

I also didn't expect to be so comfortable around strangers. I'm enjoying their company with ease, as if this is something I do all the time! 

Today is our last full day of activity. My body aches but in a good way. I am full of ideas of how I can change my running routes, add some trails, embrace inclines, use steps and even throw in a swim! It's taken a while but this stranger that turned up and threw her self into the unknown with such determination, confidence and strength wants to settle in and stick around. I say "Welcome. Make yourself at home."