Just Put One Foot In Front of the Other
Last night I actually went for a walk! This was inspired by several things. First, my rapidly expanding stomach which had actually shrunk somewhat. I refuse to let it get big like it was and I still had some slimming down to do, anyway!! Second was my new running shorts from Old Navy. They are made from some kind of awesome silky material that doesn't ride up between your thighs while you're moving around and I love them. Third is that it was really nice outside. Fourth is that my anxiety levels have gone through the roof and I've got to do anything I can to take that edge off. My mood is good and I'm happy, pretty much - just that stupid disorder.
I was gone all last week to visit the family which was great, y'all know I love being back in the South with them and I've decided this summer will be the summer to move.
Walking was a bit treacherous - the route I decided to take near my house turned out to be a busier highway than I expected but it was all right. I hate seeing all the trash by the road - I'm always telling myself I'm going to go out one Saturday and pick it all up but I never do.
It reminded me of walking with my cousins down my grandmother's driveway on summer evenings. Now, Grandma's driveway was this very long, winding red dirt gravel road with some really good hills. I'm sure it's not as long as it seemed when I was a kid, but when I was little it seemed like it was 3 miles long! It's probably more like a quarter mile. I don't know if we walked because we liked it, or because our mothers were walking, or because it was a way to stay outside as long as possible before we were piled in the bathtub 2 at a time for baths. But I sure wish I had them around to walk with me in the evenings now. We are, collectively, in North Carolina, Washington State, Wisconsin and Colorado. One still lives there at my grandmother's but that is just too much to blog about. Maybe some night when I'm drunk.
Anyway, I am not sore from walking and it felt good to go out and do it. I can't give up good food so I'm just going to have to exercise more!
I was gone all last week to visit the family which was great, y'all know I love being back in the South with them and I've decided this summer will be the summer to move.
Walking was a bit treacherous - the route I decided to take near my house turned out to be a busier highway than I expected but it was all right. I hate seeing all the trash by the road - I'm always telling myself I'm going to go out one Saturday and pick it all up but I never do.
It reminded me of walking with my cousins down my grandmother's driveway on summer evenings. Now, Grandma's driveway was this very long, winding red dirt gravel road with some really good hills. I'm sure it's not as long as it seemed when I was a kid, but when I was little it seemed like it was 3 miles long! It's probably more like a quarter mile. I don't know if we walked because we liked it, or because our mothers were walking, or because it was a way to stay outside as long as possible before we were piled in the bathtub 2 at a time for baths. But I sure wish I had them around to walk with me in the evenings now. We are, collectively, in North Carolina, Washington State, Wisconsin and Colorado. One still lives there at my grandmother's but that is just too much to blog about. Maybe some night when I'm drunk.
Anyway, I am not sore from walking and it felt good to go out and do it. I can't give up good food so I'm just going to have to exercise more!
posted by Natalie | 7:53 AM
2 Comments:
What a great post! I'm glad you felt fluffy enough to blog again. (: I love walking. I love all memories of Grandma's house when we were little!
I think the driveway is half a mile... and we walked because the mailbox was a destination!
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