Learning to let go in 90 days

Today is the start of our 3 months break, a break where we will be running around islands and mountain ranges and live without plans and expectations.
For someone dubbed as a control freak, not knowing what we are going to do from tomorrow is already a challenge, now imagine 3 months!

9 months ago, Mick decided he go contracting, 9 month ago he also decided to do the Andorra Ultra Trail, 170 kilometers of Andorra mountains trails, and he thought, how cool it would be if he could train for it while visiting family and places. And so this "little" trek around places started to take shape, we first decided to take 6 months, but then compromised to 3 as I really couldn't see myself not working for this long!!! so we would go to Reunion Island first to see my family and train on the volcanic trails to then go to Andorra with our uncle's campervan to train on the race route. Quite simple 2 mountain running destinations for a race preparation, and 9 months to plan. what more to ask for?

But when you let work gets in the way you ended up choosing between planning a 3 month break and leave work a mess or planning work and leave the "break" a "mess".Mess means: not knowing what we could miss out on!

So for the past 9 months, I've been living the work routine while thinking on how to prevent work shit hitting the fan. And for the last 3 months, I've been writing down every single thing that can possibly happen at work and how to solve it. Poor boss and team! I don't have only a plan A & B, I went through plan C, D and E and every other tangent that can happen. I've written at least 7loooong emails, 15 reminders, 5 delayed emails, 50 calendar reminders. And I have half of my staff on Facebook....Get the gist? Even now, work is at the back of my mind, trying to think what I've forgotten to say to my boss and the team. Thinking of it now, I feel bad for them! All this, and nothing about the break! Nothing but plane schedules and races sign up.

Parc National des Gorges de Rivière Noire

As 6 hours away from taking off, our first stop is not Reunion Island but Mauritius, we thought why not start the training with trekking the island and finish off with the 80km Royal Raid on Sunday,! Race is planned, but not the trekking bit, it's a challenge to plan a running adventure when all you have online is other people traces on a Google map (sorry Google) so we are going blind!  We know we will run, but exactly where is a mystery, I guess we will run wherever trails our feet follow...

Our 3 days trek Reunion Island- Open Runner

Second stop, Reunion island, where will do the Trail du Colorado and the famous 3 days trek across the island from South to North following the traces of La diagonale des fous with a Swirly twist. That one, I've at least planned the route thank tyou OpenRunner. But  who knows if we are really going to do 125 km in 3 days or 200 km haha as tracing in is about random! Thinking now about it,...it's freaking me out!

A lot of fun!

After 3ish weeks at home, we'll take the plane back to London, leave stuff and get ready for St Jean de Maurienne trails and for Mick's sister wedding. We will then take the motorhome to Andorra to train on the 170 km race route.



 After the race, we will slowly go back to Mick's mum depending on how's Mick feeling ( he is the driver hehe) and run around whatever trails we find.
Just writing it makes me want to at least check out where and what we could do. Mick says we have plenty of time to plan...if he only knew how much time I need to actually feel like it's planning haha!


So here, we are, suitcases packed, waiting for the 91 days adventure to start. I can't wait, I want to see if I can let go, I want to see if I can finally live day to day without what's the society dictated us to worry about. I'm not an open stress person, I keep a lot inside, and it's not healthy, so for 91 days, I really would like to learn to let go and just live life on a daily basis with no regret and planning on what to do next, just be contempt of what I've lived on that day. So here we come Mauritius!