Originally I had in mind to write a proper running post about the fantastic feeling New Years Eve running event, but in the end I think it was more so the feeling and what it stood for. Instead of another race day it was a day for reflection and the delightfulness that came along.

It was so lovely. We ran the event in Olympia Park in Munich, it looked absolutely spectacular. A perfect sporty winter wonderland.

The night had frozen over and dusted the landscape with white. Everything ever so lightly twinkled, and glittered in the bright sunlight.

My friend Cora came along, she is absolutely darling. Not much of a sporty person. A hiker yes, but when it comes to other events, she tends to avoid. However unfamiliar with the activities she is, I really admire her ability to just shrug and say why not. I’ve previously invited her to events-we did a spontanious charity 10km in fall- and this time she agreed in the same nonchalant manner.

I had aqcuired some nasty shin splints the last week from training so Cora and I managed to only do the 5km event.

It was a short and sweet run. The air stung a bit and our hands turned bright pink. We paced ourselves and jogged it out at an average race pace. We were the middle women, just there to get our bright and cheery morning workout.

This start of the day was lovely and set my mind off on a good reflection of the year. I have come to think until then about how difficult the year was. It seemed to be one of those times when everything is against you and nothing goes right. When constantly you feel you cannot get a moment to breathe because you must always struggle to keep your head above water and moving forward.

However, it was not entirely this. The bad seems to outweight the good and cloud our vision. We tend to dwell on mistakes, but now I see these were really valuable times. The challenges taught us to fight through, the hurt taught us how strong we really are inside.I am glad I made some mistakes and I am glad I had go through the trouble I did, because now I am stronger and more prepared for better things. Although it seems I have started at the begining again, I think this is ok and I have accepted it. I believe now as long as you know what you want and stay focused then perhaps things really will always work out in the end.