Although this month is about new experiences and trying out new running routes. Today, I took it back and revisited some old roots.
I ran to my Nana & Grandad’s old house from my childhood.
Inspired by Ian Mortimer’s book, Why Running Matters, I took a run down memory lane. We discussed it during Ian’s Inspiring Guests Q&A interview and something I have been thinking about doing for a while.
From the vivid to the abstract, memories came flooding back as I ran:
- Down the road where I used to collect conkers with my Grandad – I took a couple home for my daughter, just for old time’s sake.
- I ran the up the hill, I used to sledge down in the snow.
- I seen the same tree I collided into on my bike as a child, that gave me a bloody nose.
- Memories came back to me about celebrating bonfire night with my Grandparents.
- At the entrance to Ormsby Hall, I seen the pillars that abstractly look like smiling faces, which made me smile.
- and then onto my Nana & Grandad’s old street, pausing at their house and taking it all in.
Pace, Distance, Time & Heart rate were all irrelevant metrics today.
The only thing I was tracking was memories.
It elevated and enriched my running experience.
