Especially running friends you haven’t actually met.

Like the lovely, chatty Myriam Sleeckx, a Belgian friend of a friend, who has been a guest here in this blog before.

She just emailed me about her recent running adventures.

Myriam’s email is hilarious, and full of fun and running happiness, as you can see 🙂 🙂

Read and enjoy, as she shares her stories of solo Covid-era races and missing T shirts and a missing husband 🙂

I’m in Spain at the moment for a work/holiday week and it’s raining. I did a little run yesterday but the wind was blowing so hard, it seems I ran backwards. So I had to return home.
About the other runs.

I did one in January and it was a park-run. I did it on my own because my daughter had to work. She is a nurse. It was supported by the city of Antwerp. You know, before Corona, we started in waves, we did some exercises like jumping jack or some turns around. It was fun from the start and the music was great.

Now, in times of Corona, you start alone. You arrive at the running site, your covid pass is checked (if you are not vaccinated, you can’t join), you put your bags in the lockers and you may start.

On your own.

No exercises, no waves.

Only the music.

But we were all glad that this was already back: a run with other people and a winning medal at the end.

The second run was with my daughter and was the day before Valentine’s. So a Valentine-run. Again supported by the city of Antwerp and this time for free.

Because the rules against Corona were code orange, we may start in a wave. (At the moment the code is yellow, so no more masks allowed). But still checking your Covid pass. The dress code was that you wear some red or voile or something crazy for Valentine’s. I ordered 2 T-shirts, of course red, on the internet with the text: “keep smiling and just love and run”.

Until this day I didn’t receive the t-shirts. 🙁

They are still on the way to my home.

They are now on the border of Belgium. Hallelujah!

As you can see from the photos, it was lovely to run and we had a great time.

The intention was that my husband took some pictures of us. But sadly we didn’t see him. He had gone for a coffee. 😉

Luckily there were a lot of photographers.

Thanks, my dear cyber-friend, for sharing your slightly mad-cap adventures! Glad your hubby turned up, and fingers crossed that the T shirts arrive one day 😛

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