A side from being far away from any gym, West Cork is a fantastic place. Every day out here, I take Heidi – the German Shepard – for a walk along the beach. We walk on cliffs, rocks, grass and sand to the sound of the waves clashing against rocks. So different from Denmark and practically everywhere else I’ve lived. (Ain’t much coastline like this in either Copenhagen or NY). And I have to admit – I really enjoy it.
The sight and sound of the sea is just so calming – and sparks my creativity. What more can one ask for? Except of course a good ol’ fashioned gym, with some heavy sandbags, a couple of KBs, Dbs and Barbells, a pull-up bar and a place to stretch. Hopefully tomorrow!
Yesterday was spent in school, but later on the mountain goat is going for it again!
Edit: Did the 8K track. Legs felt much better today, after yesterdays break. Still huffin’ and puffin’ uphill thou..