30.6.20 30 Days Wild #30 Copa / Pinnacle

A dyna ni. Mis arall. Blwyddyn arall. Mi roedd eleni yn benderfynol o fod yn wahanol. Mi roedd eleni wedi mynnu sylw manwl. Mi roedd eleni yn eithriad na fydd neb yn anghofio.

Ac wrth i fi glymu at y cysylltiad anhepgor sy’n ganolig i bopeth maeth (neu o leia dyna fel y dylai fod), mi benderfynais rhedeg bob dydd o’r mis hefyd. Mae rhaid sylweddoli bo fi heb rhedeg bob dydd am fis gyfan ers ysgol gynradd – a heb rhedeg o gwbwl ers tua ugain mlynedd. A nid ‘rhedeg’ yn yr un ystyr â Lowri Morgan (er ei bod hi wedi ysbrydoli’r cyfan). Ond aneli i redeg o leia milltir bob dydd.

Another month. Another year. 30 Days Wild is such a great concept. For everyone. Novices and experts alike. There’s a lot to be said that we can still exist as ‘novices’ in our relationship with nature. That’s the good and bad of evolutionary progress. In addition to finding some connection with nature, I also decided to run a little bit every day. I say ‘run’, but it’s nothing like the incredible Lowri Morgan – even though the challenge was inspired by her. I haven’t run every day for 30 Days since I was in Primary school. It’s been a quarter of a century since I ran at all.

Run at least a mile every day. Fill my lungs with oxygen. Feel the weakness in my legs. The final part takes me on an ascending public path passed Court Farm. Feel nature brush against my legs – even on rainy, wet, soggy days. Pick up some ankle bites by usurping some aggrieved insect from their secure home and transporting them to some alien land 30 0r 300 metres away.

A dyna uchafbwynt y mis falle. Nid yr eiliadau, munudau, oriau o gysylltiad pleserus ‘da fyd natur; ond y brwydro yn erbyn natur. Mi fuodd y frwydr yma yn rhan hanfodol, annatod, anhepgor o’n bywydau. Mae hynny wedi pallu erbyn hyn ac mae rhaid cwestiynu os yw hyn am y gorau? A’i dyna beth yw pwrpas Covid? Ymgais i sicrhau ein byddwn yn effro unwaith eto; yn weithgar eto. Atgof gwerth eiddilwch a breuder bywyd.

So this month was also about fighting against nature. Realising the potent and humbling power at her disposal. This fight was an intrinsic part of our lives not so long ago. I can’t help but question whether the loss of this fight is part of our current malaise. Walking into the void of retreating seas with no recognition of oncoming tsunami. Walking out of lockdown without immunity against a non-cellular virus. This non-living Covid 19 cannot reproduce without a host. It is therefore not even defined as an independent ‘organism’. This simplest of life forms can still bring a dominant species to its knees. If ever we needed a lesson . . . . .

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