I have had a stressful few days for one reason and another.
But, as I write this, I’m feeling calm and relaxed – like the worries of my world have faded away.
I resisted the urge to slob out in front of the TV tonight and instead grabbed my trainers and headed for the hills.
So I’m sitting now – not slumped on the sofa watching trashy TV – but enjoying the views of Lakeland’s western fells.
Atop Low Fell near Thackthwaite it is quiet.
I’m alone, with soft grass to rest on, birdsong breaking the silence and fresh air in my lungs.
The stillness of Crummockwater, the imposing mass of Grassmoor and a dramatic, darkening sky make a striking scene.
I ran to the summit.
The exercise is a great de-stresser. I’ve never found anything quiet like it for giving my mood a boost.
Make it a fell run – with the added sense of adventure and wilderness – and the effect is magnified.
For the duration of the run, my stresses and anxieties have been muted. I’ve escaped the annoyances and problems that plague everyday existence.
And when I get back home, I’ll be better able to face them in a positive, productive fashion.
But that’s enough typing away on my iPhone notes app – I can’t let blogging procrastinate my progress.
I’ve got a mountain to run down before it gets dark and a real world to return to.
I’m just happy that I’ll be feeling better when I get to the bottom.