Getting back to the Art part of running.

This blog has become more about running and less about art, which is ok, but not what it was intended for. So I'm going back to the art aspect very soon with an experiment with film.

There is a monthly trail run near me organised by Jog Derbyshire where I intend to make time lapse movies over the next year. Next weekend will be a trip out to play with a Go Pro camera and body harness so that I can get used to how it feels and to record some sounds of the Hear Here sculptures.

First bit of research has been via You Tube, which suggests a body harness may not be a good thing after all! This is purely for my own research, but if you want to watch, the video is on the following link:

Trail Running with a Go Pro

Training, half marathons and snow

I've woken this morning knowing that the Island Half Marathon is taking place and I'm not running it. Boo!

I realised that I would struggle with it after christmas, there was no way I could train properly on a recovering sprain, flu that had sent me to bed and the thick layers of snow that insisted on sticking around.

However, it did make me determined that I would do a half marathon this year and I have my eye on two, the Robin Hood Half in Nottingham and The Tissington Trail Half which is through the Peak District along the old railway lines. That really appeals!

But I'm happy to be currently working on my core fitness and training for the Derby 10k in April at the moment. This is going well with no injuries or snow! I'm really enjoying the longer runs, they really take me to a place of meditation where it is just me and the music.

Remembering

Yesterday I set off on a cold frosty morning run. The clouds were lying low so by the time I'd got up the hill, I was jogging slowly in and out of visibility. The reason for the slow jogging, stopping and staring was the beauty that is on my doorstep. Beyond the supine clouds the sun was shining through and it was casting the most beautiful eerie glow on the icing sugared fields.

It reminded me of why I head off across the fields with just my dog trotting along side me and why I love the exhilarating feeling of freedom as I run over the hills.

These views, my dog and the freedom. That's why I run.

New shoes

I've just had a pair of fell running shoes delivered. I have no idea about fell running and have never done any, but they look nice and grippy and as though I could get across moors and fields in them.

Just got to find a time to head up onto the Peak District with them to try out!