I’m struggling to be me. Struggling to find the time, energy and opportunity to be me. To be me is to strive. To strive towards goals. To achieve. But just now I’m lacking clear goals and, if I had the chance to create those clear goals, I’m lacking the ability to achieve them. […]Read More Under the Weight of Living
The thought of getting up at 5am to go running has often appealed to me. And it has more often appalled me! With two young kids, sacrificing any opportunity to sleep seems churlish. Yet, this week I took the plunge, getting up at 5am twice. On my first foray I was rewarded with the rising sun […]Read More A Rude Awakening
For the month of June the Wildlife Trusts were holding a ’30 Days Wild’ campaign to get people to do at least one wild thing every day to (re-)connect with nature. We’re generally pretty wild and outdoorsy, but we tried to note our outdoor adventures throughout 30 Days Wild. We didn’t manage to keep a […]Read More 30 Days Wild
Preface I have never finished last before. Milarrochy Bay Swim Festival Loch Lomond was like a mill pond, twinkling every time the sun broke through the clouds. What a beautiful morning and a glorious setting for my first ever open water swim festival. The hills and mountains ringing the loch were looking resplendent in their […]Read More I Finished Last!
Blending Family Fun with Outdoor Adventure I was recently up in the Cairngorms with Jo and the kids for a short break which we packed full of outdoor adventure. Since having kids we found our wings clipped quite dramatically, but over time, as we’ve adjusted to the new life of being parents, we’ve begun to see how we […]Read More A Family Adventure in the Cairngorms
A few months ago I was scraping the bottom of the barrel. Now I’m full of positivity thanks to opening up about depression.Read More Rising from the depths
“You cannot lay bare your private soul and look at it. You are too much ashamed of yourself.” – Mark Twain. I am depressed/suffering from depression. There, I’ve said it. I’ve made it public. That wasn’t easy. I’ve admitted it to myself numerous times, but saying it aloud, even to Jo, is very hard to do. This […]Read More Laying Myself Bare