The last time I had a morning running route was in Palolem, India. Nepal wasn’t an easy place to run (though I did succeed a few times in Pokhara) and Bali was crowded and chaotic. But Brian and I have retreated to the tiny Indonesian island of Gili Meno and it is a wonderful place to run.
Here on Gili Meno, one can walk around the island in about 90 minutes and run around it in half that. There are no cars, no motorcycles, no motorized vehicles of any kind. Just crushed coral and dirt paths and a few horse-drawn carts here and there. Perfection.
Why don’t you come along on my morning run with me?
Here we go…
I start off down the sandy path that runs around the west side of the island.
Past A-framed huts and little wooden shacks decorated with shells and coral,
and past juice shops overlooking the water.
I round a corner and find this old boat. I stop for a moment to take in the mountains of Lombok Island.
And then I’m off again, running down the beach alongside turquoise water and white, foamy waves.
A run in the sand is usually indicative of a good day.
Still, I leave the sand in favor of this stone pathway which I share with pedestrians and horse-drawn carts.
But the pavement doesn’t last long. Soon I’m headed down a sandy pathway that bends around an uninhabited piece of the island.
I run past beautiful flowers like this one,
and this one,
and this one.
Suddenly I’m stopped by Gili Meno’s vicious biker gang. Luckily, they let me pass with only a high-five.
And then it’s just me and the goats again.
And these strange plants that blow like tumbleweeds down the beaches.
And every so often an old, abandoned flip-flop.
Before I know it I am back on the path that takes me home.
Where I find this guy, who’s exactly where I left him.
Ten minutes later I have changed into my swimsuit and I’m sipping lemon soda.
A pretty good start to the day.
Thanks for coming on my morning run with me.