I’ve been taking video and photos all day, but even the best of them just can’t do justice to the overwhelming beauty of the Costa Brava coast.
As I sit here overlooking the tiny coastal inlet of Llafranc, the night is dark, the moon is full, the breeze is warm, and the shuffling of the sea is hypnotic.
A few minutes ago I ventured down to the tiny beach, and as the sun set over the cliffs, I took a restorative plunge into the mediterannean sea. The only person on the beach, as I floated on my back and watched the clouds stream past I felt truly free. I’ve spent so much time trying to relax and let go, and here – perhaps by exhaustion, perhaps by my surroundings, perhaps by the disconnect from my everyday life – I actually managed it.
In fact today has been littered with moments of complete relaxation. As I let go and flew full tilt down the steepest and stoniest of trails. As we hit tarmac, and my legs – by that stage accustomed to working much harder to climb and descend the numerous peaks we had conquered – rejoiced at the ease and fludity of moving back and forth rather than every which way at once.
All in all we covered 14 miles, but they were both the hardest and easiest 14 miles I’ve ever run. Hard because of the at times cliff-like terrain. Easy because I have never felt such joy and union with nature and other people as I did out on those trails.
I know I said that yesterday was amazing, but this was beyond compare. My only regret is that I can’t bring all of you along with me. You would love it.
We had better start planning for next year!