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I had planned today to run briefly, just for 30 minutes around the base due to participation to Pagggaio Trail Run yesterday. Sometimes plans change. It was raining and i was not in mood for recovery, i wasn't tired at all.
Seih Sou Forest, the fairy place.
"Fairy place" is a small area after Giannoula, going to Exohi (for all you that know the area). For the rest see "runtastic" that follows.
Maybe you are wondering why we named it Fairy place. It is a small story.
When our big boy became 3 years old we decided to help him say goodbye to his pacifier, it was not an easy job. So we created a story. The story said that "inside this forest lives a fairy that nobody has shown her house ever. It is full of bottles and pacifiers of small children that have grown up. So fairy collects them and give it to other children that might need. “If you decide to give her your lovely things” we said to him, “she will left you small presents in the forest”. This gift is only for children that have grown up and say goodbye to bottles and pacifiers.
We said to the kid the story and we decided to go there and walked around on Saturday. Before going all together i went there and hanged on trees candies and balloons. If somebody showed me that day he would be really surprised for this.
It was a shock for our kid when he showed the balloon, the note and the candies from the fairy. It was the occasion to stop using his lovely habit.
Today it was raining and i decided to go there for a walk. It is magic to run in the rain and it becomes more magical when you run in places that touched you in a sweet way.
It is magical and difficult to grow up children. Sometimes in our everyday life we lose our "kid insight us".
The time we spend with our children gives us the chance to rediscover or motivate once again "our" insight child.
To be with children gives back a lot of energy. It is rare to do something magical and not to gain important energy from that. It is like bottles that communicate to each other. Simple things like raindrops on the earth, like us that we are running while raining and we stop see ourselves insight the lake of water. And then suddenly our image breaks up due to the rain drops that are falling in the lake.
I don't really know what i could write today if it was not raining and in case we hadn't created this story together with Joanna some years ago. This story about forest fairies and nipples. I suppose i wouldn't have the chance to share with you my story if i hadn't start running to the mountains and probably i couldn't have discovered this magic place the forest of the fairy.
At last, running has a large share of responsibility in our lives because gives us motion.