I wake today to birdsong and clear fresh blue skies. I glance at the clock and it reads 08.50. Mt first thoughts were visualising myself in Greenwich Park, London. Today’s weather is forecast sunny, light winds with an average temperature of 17 degrees down south. Perfect 👌 I imagine a mix of nerves and excitement flooding my body the hour before the gun goes off. I would be in my pen with hundreds of strangers all on their own quest for personal victory. Runners are hopping about on the spot with nerves and trying to keep warm in the early spring morning coolness, performing last minute stretches, checking trainer laces are secure, gels and water intact. Some taking selfies and photos of the masses or making last minute calls to their loved ones. I would have been doing all these things myself while slowly shuffling forwards to the start willing myself to surrender and have faith in what I’m about to do.
It’s similar to packing for a big holiday. You finally lock your door and while en-route to the airport your mind is going through the last checks of…..have I remembered everything? Is the house secure? Have I got my passport? Have I remembered the kids 😂 ? Then you hand over your luggage, clear passport control and finally board the plane. You can’t do anything now but sit back and enjoy the beginning of your holidays.
The beginning of the race is in site, the big arch that reads START is finally in view above a sea of bobbing heads. The shuffle is now a walk, my watch is set, the walk becomes a jog and I cross over the threshold and I’m off…..free as a migrating bird who has now surrendered to the journey ahead. All worry evaporates as I settle into a rhythm that I have trained my body and mind to endure.
However I am not there but here…..sat in bed still listening to birdsong writing this. How my world has shrunk in 4 weeks. Alan, myself and our two daughters are doing ok isolating together creating a new ‘ normal ‘ routine. Rather than surrendering to the epic journey of running the marathon I’m surrendering to our current situation and striving to make the best out of life with the restrictions we have in place.
With not being able to work I’ve turned into a mighty chef! Having time to really experiment with new vegan ingredients and try more plant-based recipes. Some of our family favourites are…
Lentil Ragu..India’s favourite! Yes India is finally adapting to my ‘weird’ food!
Spinach and potato curry
Aubergine, olive and butter bean cassoulet
Curried lentil soup. Again India’s favourite!
Cashew nut stir-fry
Sweet & Sour tofu
My own creation..Mouss-agne. A cross between a moussaka and a lasagne using Quorn, potatoe, lasagne sheets and Greek herbs & spice. Both children loved it.
Mixed bean chilli
Lentil shepherds pie……to name a few! This lockdown has given us time to cook and bake and it appears India has turned a pleasant and positive corner with her food. There’s always a silver lining!
The sun ☀️ will shine again, we will hug again, life will move again and hopefully Mother Nature will will be happier too. 🌏 #keepsafe and god bless those who have passed away from Coronavirus. May you rest in peace.