Spontaneity - Where Should We Run Today?

 Most Saturday mornings we ask the question, 'Where shall we run today?' South Boston was having a race. We weren't feeling a trip to Wollaston Beach. We pondered heading over to Jamaica Pond or just heading out the door to run the Rezzie. Ruth Anne spontaneously said, "Why don't we go to Falmouth?"

We slept in until 8:00am still recovering from the rigors of fundraising, and Tom and Ruth Anne's Half Marathon training. By the time we finished breakfast after meditation, stretched and got dressed, it was around 9:30. Ordinarily, I would have said we'd get there too late to start our run or ask questions that would have put the brakes on the idea. Instead, we got into gear and packed up for a day trip to Falmouth that would include our 5K run. It was hot here in Boston and we were dressed to run in the heat but knowing there can be a sea breeze, we grabbed sweatshirts along with fueling and hydration. We had no plans for where we would have lunch and opened ourselves to experiencing where we would be guided throughout the day.

There was no traffic going over the Bourne Bridge; a scene that will be quite different in two weeks when it will be the start of summer here in New England.

We enjoyed delightful conversation reminiscing about trips to the Cape in years past giving thanks for a dear friend who introduced us to the beauty of Falmouth many years ago. Coincidentally, we were remembering the time when we were going with our friend to Martha's Vineyard for a day trip. When we were in Falmouth, the sun shined brightly and we left our sweatshirts in the car. As we departed on the Island Queen for the Vineyard, dense fog encircled us. We were so cold by the time we got off of the boat that our first stop was at a souvenir shop to get sweatshirts!

We wondered if perhaps we should have worn warmer running clothes as we saw the fog along Vineyard Sound:

Fortunately, the fog was moving out and radiant sunshine blessed our 5K run:

The next big Saturday question after our run is "what's for lunch?"

Shipwrecked, the restaurant across the street from the beach had a 45 minute wait. We'd driven by the Black Dog Heights Cafe several times on our day trips to Falmouth. The menu looked wonderful and we had eaten at the Black Dog Cafe on Martha's Vineyard back in the day. 

The lunch just cleared out when we arrived. We had our choice of outdoor seating. The staff at the Restaurant was delightful and attentive. The food was phenomenal!

Ruth Anne had the Farro Salad and bought a bag of granola to bring home. I had a chappy salad wrap with cole slaw. A white wrap can often taste chalky but this tasted like flaky pastry crust. The filling of veggies, chicken and melted fresh mozzarella was melt in your mouth delicious. I am very particular about how I like my cole slaw. The Black Dog delivered! Tom had the lightly fried Cod Sandwich pictured below.

After lunch we headed back to the beach where a parking spot was waiting for us. Ruth Anne spotted a penny and then a dime and another penny:

We allowed the sounds of the sea, the laughter of a group putting up a volleyball net and the banter of beach goers around us to fill our hearts with gratitude and joy.  Such a special and sacred place to celebrate 16 years of healing after taking a leap of faith from my award winning social worker career on 5/25!

We unpacked the car, fired up the grill and savored grilled salmon with leftover sliced potatoes and a big salad to top off a perfect 10 day fueled by spontaneity!

 

From my heart to yours
In health and wellness,
Mary

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