Birthday time!

by Julia on May 15, 2012

I have had a very ‘happy birthday to me’!

I tend to have an extended birthday; I herald it for while and then fully live it. It is important that we always take responsibility for our own happiness!

I love celebrating birthdays in style, but if no one knows it is your birthday then how can they make it special.

When we hope that others will ‘make us happy’ then we are lost, or even hope others will remember our birthday  – particularly if they are boys!

When we know that happiness is a choice rather than something that is random, then we can gain in inner freedom and we stop looking ‘outside of us’ to make us feel good. When we feel good inside we affect and effect our outside reality; the inner state reflects in the outer experience…

Of course beautiful things and beautiful people can inspire us to find this place – nature and love can touch our soul and ignite the light within us, but it is up to us to keep the flame burning bright within.

So; I had fun over my birthday weekend, despite it being rather a case of burning the candle at both ends, as I continued to run of course.

I love artists and have often had them as boyfriends or friends, but I have learnt that they are night creatures.

My artist expression has always been through my running and through my work; I am an ‘active’ sitting still talking, thinking, philosopher. I spend my days in dialogue or in contemplation and healing and yet there are bursts of activity when I head out the door to run.

I find that the running bit of my self expression tends to express better with sleep and clean living

Whereas artists can create and perform on late nights and not necessarily quite such body awareness.

I have had an ‘artistic birthday’ on all levels – nights of theatre and film and sound art and mornings on the downs bright and early

It is at times like this when I think sleep would be good to half – but body says ‘no’

The sound art was exceptional – my friend Joseph Young was part of the aural detritus concert series which was held in Brighton as part of the festival.

I went along with Jane my artist friend and we met up with Joe and Kay his partner – also an artist!

The concert was incredible – indescribable – it went through my body and I was in another world.

We all went out to eat together afterwards and only a few hours later I visited Kay’s incredible ceramic house, http://www.juliaarmstrong.com/index.php?id=826 with my friend Ange, that was part of the Brighton open house. The standard of her ceramic house is exceptional – it is an art gallery, a beautiful experience.

Somehow I arose on Sunday morning feeling still bright and ran 14 miles with Fi – feeling alive and happy and glad to be 53 and still out running and partying and returning it feels to the days of my youth when nothing seemed too much – everything was possible and it still is

Our imagination allows us to see further and our belief systems then can extend and expand and our lives can transform in the twinkling of an eye

A 14 mile run allows for a lot of creative dialogue and it is common for Fi and I to return cleansed and changed and new ideas and possibilities and magic seeming to come from within

This is why I love art and sport – they are from the same creative wellspring…

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Fi and Ju go running…

by Julia on May 9, 2012

On Saturday morning Fi and I arranged to meet at mad o’ clock at the bandstand. We had planned to run 15 miles and as I was working all day, 6.15am saw us bright and cheery at the bandstand ready to head off for the hills on a lovely May bank holiday weekend morning.

It was drizzling with rain and grey and overcast, but our spirits were high and we were raring to go!

As we headed past the sea and up into Whitbread Hollow, it looked like the top of the downs was inside a cloud. We were talking so much that I only gave it a glance; as we ran up the hill and into the cloud the rain came down, the wind whipped up, biting cold blowing the icy rain straight at us. The May day became like a winter’s day, and even though we have become used to rain over the past few weeks, this was something else.

As we headed for home, we could feel the resolve of 15 miles slipping away; our hands were hurting with the cold and my usual trick of putting them on the warmer skin on the inside of my thighs didn’t seem to make much of a thaw. I encouraged Fi to do the same… you have the image? Two bedraggled runners, bent over, hands thrust down running tights, shivering, but needless to say, laughing!

We ran back down to the seafront which was less exposed to the elements and managed 12 of our intended 15 miles.

Today when we met, we spent most of the run taking clothes off, as despite the greyness of the morn, it felt hot and almost sultry. It is no wonder British people talk so much about the weather!

Fortunately, I like being outside. I always have, but without running I might well not do so.

It is the state of ‘not ever questioning going’ which seems to be the answer, not having an option works for me. Of course I know I do have an option; but then I have an option not to clean my teeth, but I wouldn’t take it.

Running really is as ingrained a habit as that, and both things are sustaining for the rest of my life.

The teeth cleaning thing means that others don’t mind being nearby and keeps me kissable too, and the running keeps me in shape, so that the ones who want to kiss me like holding on too!

See how I am finding ways to motivate myself to go running in the rain…

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Running in the rain

May 1, 2012

Friday
I am in Beanzz coffee house – about to enjoy a cappuccino – instead of a cafe creme in Nice! My ankle is a bit sore and I am tired – so I made the decision to stay here and let the plane fly off without me .
It’s quite possible of course that I am [...]

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Chasing Benny…

April 24, 2012

As I arrived at my front door at the end of my Sunday morning run, I saw my friend Simon from the Tri store running down the road towards me. He stopped for a chat, said that he’d been following Jim Rupert Rob and me on the top of the downs; he could tell from [...]

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more party preparation

April 17, 2012

Monday Morning

I have been running around Edinburgh this morning.
It is a beautiful cold sunny day, Edinburgh looked glorious in the bright morning light; the streets were starting to fill with people going on their way and the Castle rose magnificently to my left, overseeing the proceedings for centuries.
I felt joyous and free,
I have had a [...]

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Start at the very beginning …

April 10, 2012

last weekend I raced in the Sussex road relays. It is a two mile loop around the grounds of Christ’s hospital school. I last raced there in 2004!
I love club athletics and it is thanks to Tom Ulliott our team manager that I have been running the league races and county and national championships.
I started [...]

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To everything there is a season…

April 3, 2012

Jim and I went for a run in Friston Forest on Sunday. We met at the lamb at 7am and ran uphill past the youth hostel and onto the downs where the sun was glistened on the sea and Eastbourne was slowly waking up on a  sunny spring Sunday morning. We arrived at Butts Brow [...]

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Still, as we runners do, believing there is more to come!

March 28, 2012

I feel like I’ve been in a strange swirl of time that whisked me up and put me back where I once was for a short while and then has brought me back here to a dawning spring day by the sea.
The Masters Cross country championships took place in Bath on Sunday where I lived [...]

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Running still holds endless fascination…

March 20, 2012

Last week passed so fast and yet felt very immediate and full of energizing experiences – each person I spent time with and each run I did felt intense and rich with life force. In some ways the more my life exists in the present moment the more remembering what has been before seems to [...]

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Paphos was fun…

March 13, 2012

I have just had a really fun weekend in Cyprus with Running Crazy. I have laughed a lot, enjoyed the sun and the sea and the lovely warm and welcoming atmosphere of Paphos
It was a weekend of racing; there was a marathon that started at Aphrodite’s rock and then a half marathon and 10k which [...]

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