After living in Alberta for so many years, a mere 45 minute drive seems like nothing to get to the forest. Back in the day we wouldn’t question a 2-3 hour drive for a day trip skiing or biking. As long as the near by town had good java and eats, we would wake at the crack of dawn and head out to discover and play. Post child and our move to Ontario, we have discovered a few gems that are a mere drive away. A few weekends ago when hubby was away i felt my patience wearing and my anxiety heightening. When I feel these emotions, I know what my mind and body need in order to be a better mom and version of me.
So i pack up the kid and the pup in the truck and I head for the county. I drop the kid at grandma’s and keep driving to Picton. Just a few blocks from downtown Picton is Macaulay Mountain Conservation Area: a network of double and single track trails in a beautiful forest. I slap my runners on, tie the dog up and start moving. It isn’t long before my heavy legs give way to the soil and roots and I fall into the groove and head space I am after. My breathing matches my stride and I wind my way through the narrow trails, zigzagging my way to the top of the mountain. The dog is in his glory here and so am I. The heaviness of a morning’s whining and what feels like, parenting fail after parenting fail, give way to the trees, deep breathing and moving muscles. It just a short break I get, but it’s a break. 40 minutes later I finish up my circuit and land back at the car. Before I make my way back for some quality family time, I stop for a drink at the Bean Counter in Picton. The foamy almond milk chai latte caps off my morning time out and I am ready to get back to tackling daily moments both positive and challenging ones.