Some days, you do a run and it turns out to be magical – one to keep in the memory banks. On Friday, my run was one of those kind of runs. So much so, I even stopped and cried a little about how magic things can be. Running is magic.
Things have been tough personally for me for a few weeks. I’ll not go into details, but know that I am working through them, and things will be fine.
Yesterday a good friend of mine was going through a rough / challenging patch too, so I thought I’d do my run for her, and channel my best wishes and thoughts to her and her family.
I decided I’d do a run I usually do with my work Twinnie – up to Great Western Road and back. Easy peasy does it.
The sun was low in the sky, and shining bright in the blue sky above. It looked like it was going to be a pretty start to the day.
I was out the door for just before 7am. I’d forgotten to put my heart rate monitor on, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t matter this day – I was still alive, even though my Garmin thought otherwise.
The run was fine, a nice and easy kind up hill to great western road, through the tree lined Kelvinway… along great western road and down Hyndland road. At 4 miles in, running west along Hyndland road, I was greeted by the low sun shining sunrays along the road, down through the trees.
Very pretty, and it made me think of who I was running for. Special views, early on in the morning, views not many would have the privaledge of seeing.
Then I was running down towards the transport museum, around 5 miles in, just before the underpass, and I felt the odd feeling of a few spits of rain. I say odd, because the sky had been so blue where I’d been running before. I really didn’t expect rain.
Then I looked up and was greeted by a big bright full rainbow with some grey rain clouds to the left of it. It’s the first rainbow I’ve seen in what feels like months, filling up the sky, staying strong and bright for ages. I stopped, whilst cyclists flew past me and walkers walked by.
I was stopped still, looking up, smiling, hiding my tears behind my sunglasses. (I couldn’t even take a photo as I didn’t have my phone with me, so I just stopped for what felt like 5 minutes and took it in).
Rainbows always remind me of my Granny, when they pop up (sometimes at exactly the right time I need them), I feel like she’s there watching over me. When she passed away, I told her I’d make her proud, and I try to that every day.
On Friday I had our song playing in my ears, the song that reminds me of her – Sunshine by Gabrielle.
‘Sunshine through my windows, that’s what you are….Making me feel, I’m on top of the world…Telling me I’ll go far … I’ve learned a lot of tricks to live my life… I can be what I want to be…. ‘
And when that great big rainbow popped up yesterday, sun and rain showers in the sky, it just felt perfect.
Like she was telling me that everything would be OK. That I and it’ll be fine, that tough times were going to be over. And that my friend will get through her tough times too (and my thoughts and best wishes will help her through).
I ran home, had breakfast and had a good short day at work, after a long day the day before. I came home after work and saw my sun flower had opened up. Nice and pretty. (If a little imperfect).
Then later on, watching Reporting Scotland, Christopher pointed out the rainbow above to Sally… And at around 7pm, a big bright rainbow over the Glasgow city skyline.
Then at around 9pm my friend Fiona sent me this rainbow. And it wasn’t just any rainbow. It was a rainbow which was seen in Wick, earlier on in the day. The end of it was near the house I grew up in, the house which my brother and his wife now live in.
And his wife posted a picture of the same rainbow on Facebook and tagged me.
Thoughts and best wishes for my friend on my run turned into a magical run, full of signs to me that everything will be just fine. (Made up signs of course, the rainbows possibly are just a reflection of summer turning into autumn)…but I’ll take these signs the way I want to. All good. 🌈👍🏻