As I was out for my morning run this morning, (it feels totally awesome to be be able to say that again) this young South African woman, who I have observed swimming each morning in the chilly South Atlantic Ocean, was finishing her time on the beach picking up trash. She inspired me to reconsider the purpose of my daily visit to this beautiful Cape Town beach.
In addition to my commitment of running barefoot on the sand, (as long as it is is fun) I will include a trash bag in my “packet.” In the US we call this object a “fanny pack” yet that is not appropriate to say in some countries around the world, especially the UK, so I now call it a “waistpack” or as they say here in South Africa a “hip bag” or “packet.”
I realized in August, when I arrived in South Africa, I had left my “packet” in Brazil so got to go through the process of finding one at a mall and had to carefully figure out what they called it here as many locals are of British decent. I used monitored words and sign language to show the clerks I wanted a small bag which had a waist strap and sat on my hip to carry my camera when hiking. I am a very picky shopper when I know exactly what I want, so when store after store did not have the perfect one for my camera, extra camera batteries, phone, water bottle, small wallet, etc….. I had to keep up the “perfect packet” hunt. Sadly I had to settle for one which did not hold my water, yet I also have a small back pack with me which carries that, some fruit and nuts and extra camera when I am out all day exploring sacred sites of this spectacular land.
I apologize for this total diversion from what I began writing, as I could not resist that interesting point which has embarrassed me a number of times when shopping to replace one of my favorite items for hiking and exploring.
So back to my initial point – after my healthy run, I have begun a exercise routine of enJOYing a short meditation on the beach and sometimes read a bit of a small old book called “Pyramid Power.” My new routine, after this morning, will be to end my time in the sand picking up non-organic rubbish, certainly left behind by accident and putting it in the trash bag from my “packet.” 🙂