Mindful Miles
Movement. Joy. Reflection.
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The walk home from school today started with a negotiation: “Mum,” my older daughter asked, all casual, “can we take our bikes to school sometimes?” Before I could answer, she quickly added, “Oh, you don’t need to answer now, just think about it!”” Sure, honey! It’s fine if you want to take your bikes!” I…
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My older daughter—the Chief Negotiator of the family—hit me with the question the moment we cleared the park gates: “Are we taking the shortcut today?” Normally, I crumble. I’m a sucker for efficiency, and the “express lane” wins every time. But on this particular day, the sun was sparkling, the air felt crisp, and I…
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The other day, out on my mindful miles with my friend Esther at Upton Park, we had a delightful encounter with a squirrel. Perched on a branch, this little chap was utterly engrossed in his lunch, holding a nut with such focused determination, like a tiny connoisseur savoring a gourmet meal. He even paused, mid-chew,…
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The crisp air of autumn has settled around us, painting the world in breathtaking hues. As I’ve laced up my shoes for my mindful miles each day, I’ve found myself captivated by the sheer artistry beneath my feet. The earth becomes a mosaic of fallen leaves—every shade of brown, rust, and fiery orange, each one…
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In every streak, there are days of sunshine and days of pouring rain. There are moments of high energy, and moments when the sheer exhaustion of life makes the front door feel miles away. But for 100 consecutive days, our own Super Charl chose to face it all with her walking shoes on. Today, we…
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The quietest moments on our walks have always been my favourite—the cool air, the silence of a new season taking over, the mushrooms appearing where yellow flowers used to be. It’s when you feel truly present. And then, just when you’re feeling at peace with the world, you find a spider so big that your…
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Some days, the world feels out of sync, and the morning had been one of them. So I took to my brisk evening walk not just for the cool air, but to find a rhythm again, to reconnect with something solid. My gaze, fixed on the path ahead, was drawn to a patch of grass.…
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Alright, let’s get to the good part! That moment just before the shot—when the goal is in sight, the path is clear, and the world seems to hold its breath. This isn’t about the power of the kick or the speed of the run; it’s about that awesome pause right before you spring into action—the…
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The sun has set on summer, and with it, the easy warmth that made every walk feel effortless. The days seem shorter now, the light fading faster, and there’s a definite craving for hot chocolate, a cozy duvet, and a lovely read or watch. It’s so easy to let the allure of indoors win. When…
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There are times when the miles we walk are not just a physical journey but a pilgrimage through our own internal landscape. In a season of personal challenge, my feet have known this truth intimately. Every step was a choice to move through a draining quiet, a silent resolve to push back against the weight…
Mindful Miles 