About two weeks ago a couple of really interesting things happened. I remembered a little bit of who I used to be. I had a wonderful weekend with new-old friends. I smiled so much my cheeks hurt for days. My office mate asked who the "new girl" was because apparently she's not used to me being so happy.
It was the confluence of several different things that woke me up. I suddenly had all kinds of nervous energy and Could Not Sit Still. So, one morning I woke up, tied on my tennis shoes and hit the road. Forty-five minutes later I had walked 2 1/2 miles. The next day I went 3 1/2 miles. I walked and walked and walked. By the end of the week I had gone 15 miles. It's now been two weeks and I have new shoes, a ton of blisters and I've walked, at last count, 31 miles.
It's going to get hot soon and I'm not sure how many more weeks I'll be able to keep going. I've heard it takes 21 days to make or break a habit and this is one I'd like to keep up. There are treadmills at the gym but it really isn't quite the same. I've been exploring my neighborhood and have people I wave to every day. The day of a Canes game I was wearing my Matty Cullin shirt and had about 15 people honk at my on their way home.
While I'm waiting for the next magical weekend, you can find me out there, wandering the streets of Riverside. I think I belong out there.
1 comment:
You are like Forest Gump! Good work on getting out and smelling the fresh air. WD
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