Running in Apulia

Yesterday as I closed a business call the person on the other end said, “Have a great vacation!”.

I told him I wasn’t on vacation (I mean, if I was on vacation would I be on a business call?), but that I’d have a great rest of the day.

And I did. There are downsides to freelancing; anybody who has their own business can tell you that. But for me the positives outweigh the negatives during the summer months. I can travel with my computer wherever I want and arrange my day according to my work and what I want to do for play and relaxation.

I made the photo extra big so you could see that beautiful water!

Yesterday after breakfast I went on a bike ride along the coast. The roads are not the best; a little bumpy with a few potholes. But I love looking out at the sparkling sea and spying new places to eventually go swimming.

After the bike ride I worked six solid hours. Telephone calls, emails, loads of writing and articles with deadlines. When I called it a day I was absolutely wiped out.

There was still light out so I decided to take advantage and go for a run. During the hot summer months in the south of Italy you can swim or bike all day, but running needs to be reserved for the early morning hours or the evening. I like coastal runs in the morning whereas in the evening I head for the hills.

The view from the top looking toward the sea

I don’t like to do this uphill run too often since it’s 5km straight up and seems to trigger hamstring injuries, but when you get to the top the view is… majestic! I know that sounds pompous but I don’t know of any other word to describe it. On one side you can sea the Ionian Sea and then on the other side it’s olive groves, as far as the eye can see…

Olive groves in Apulia

If you take a deep breath you can smell the olives that have been maturing from the heat of the day. I love to stand there and look and breathe and think for a few minutes before I head back down the hill.

Dried fennel in the sun

The road is lined with fennel and gives off evening whiffs of burnt licorice. I like to take a bulb and crush it in my hand and smell it every once a while as I run back towards the sea.

Sigh sigh sigh. The great thing is that I can do it all again tomorrow! I loooovvveee summer!