
I guess we had to move all the way to Florida to get my girls to start running! Since we are enrolling in a little private school in Rosemary Beach with a home school classification we became eligible to sign up for cross country at an amazing little charter school call the Seaside School.
I will post more pictures later this week, but the setting is like a Hollywood set. Beautiful green lawn, anchored by a permanent white tent structure built over a wooden deck. The kids meet under the tent and are coached by an amazing man who loves running and loves teaching kids to love running. After a few housekeeping comments we did a warm up run around the school/town, then the "pink course" named for the coaches map which is highlighted in pink.
The course starts at the tent and the surreal, picturesque route just gets better from there. We cross the road and enter a gravel trail that must be crushed sea shells or something that magical. We cross under an arch of whimsical tree tops that provide a light canopy that shades us over the entire path. Water...I guess a lake or bay runs along the course. We run from bridge to bridge, crossing over the water like an army of angels producing a symphony of thunder that echos from the wooden bridge. The water, complete with Lilly pads and lotus flowers, is completely still and serene under the turbulence of 0ur middle school soldiers.
Who runs here, who lives here? The sky is partly cloudy today so the light is filtered. As a runner of many years, and a route snob from Minneapolis, I am silenced. I think with anticipation of Beth's visit in November and our run in this Paradise. I study the map to calculate how many miles we can eek out of this haven. I am so grateful to be here and have this experience.
Picture of post-cross country practice. Refreshments at a nearby Seaside airstream, shaved ice, nice hang out.