Today the dog bothered me until I took her for a walk. I had just finished thank you notes from my birthday party and one was for our neighbor around the corner - probably 1/4 mile or so - through the woods and up the road...
So, I think there's a book called A Walk in the Woods about a couple guys who decide to walk the Appalachian Trail - no experience necessary. I haven't read it but heard it was good and the guy just decided to start out - totally out of shape and all.
Point being, hopefully, since we all were around one year old or so, walking is fairly natural (barring other circumstances such as debilitations), so I should be able to just go out and walk somewhere, anywhere, for a little while.
Up here in my neck of the woods, it's uphill a lot, so at 9,000 ft., aerobic breathing is a given.
Then there's uneven ground and jumping across the ditch and catching myself and swinging my arm where it hasn't been lately...(ouch)
We're getting the beginnings of a snowstorm. I could so easily have used that as a reason not to walk.
Instead I used it as a reason TO walk. Go. Get out into the beautiful snow.
It's all what you make of it. Make it good.
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