Walking

More on Walking

We took the dogs out to the Trolley Park this morning, a long since discarded piece of City By the Sea social history. We were grateful for the trails developed last year that do not go right along the river, since some of those were washed out by last month’s big storm.

Molly and Sam ran through long grass (hunting for tics, according to Pure Luck) and splashed in a stream, or I should say Sam splashed and Molly took a dip.

We went down a big hill and up some smaller ones, and I managed reasonably well for someone who has just gotten back into walking. We never did get out for a walk last night after dinner, partly because
we were both exhausted from working in the yard yesterday. We committed
to going early today, both to be sure it happened and because it’s a
bit warm for the dogs this weekend. It’s a good thing I remember it gets easier, although it’s sad that for
all the beginning attempts I have made in the past, none has ever
"stuck."

There always seems to be plenty of room in my life to take care of others, but only occasional time to take care of my physical self. Exercise requires a different level of commitment of both time and regularity than the kind of self-care I manage to squeeze in to a busy life. I have a massage once every 4 to 6 weeks. I might have a pedicure 3 or 4 times a year.  There are other little luxuries, but it is all event-based, sort of like the difference between seeing the dentist twice a year and brushing and flossing daily.

Tomorrow seems like an impossible day for walking. After church I’ll be driving to Non-Contiguous New England State to collect #1 Son from college. I guess it’s possible I’ll feel like a walk after a 7 hour round trip in the car. I’ll have to hold that thought.

10 thoughts on “More on Walking”

  1. good for you on the walking Songbird!
    Pentecost is tomorrow and we are changing our blog a little bit — we are setting our own goals. I will have to amend mine some as I go from outside to inside – and I am going to challenge myself to minutes of exercise instead of miles. Will you join us?
    I don’t see how you can get in too much walking tomorrow with that many hours on the road!

  2. Pure Luck says it will never be too late to take a walk, so I imagine he’ll be ready to chaperone when I come home. We’ll see if I have any legs left!

  3. (ducking and peeking out)
    Maybe you could get up a half-hour earlier and walk first thing before cleaning up, rather than when you’re exhausted at the end of a busy day?
    I was talking to a lady at the card store who said she only would walk when she could go for an hour or more “to make it count” and then she was totally exhausted. I wanted to say (but didn’t): “No, no! The idea is to get as little as thirty minutes in Every Day, get your body used to burning more calories and used to working a little bit harder. You’re doing your body no more good than the weekend athletes who couch-potato six days then pretend they’re 20 years or more younger than they really are the seventh, and hurt themselves badly and then can’t exercise at all.” You’d be proud — instead I just smiled and nodded my head like a dashboard doggie and went on my way. Unusual.
    Also, the medical-types say exercising too close to bedtime will cause insomnia, because you’ve “revved your body’s motor” (my words, but you get the idea) and it’s going to take quite a while to slow down.
    (/ducking)

  4. You truly might find a walk a welcome relief after 7 hours of driving – but not if you’re back too late.
    Enjoy having the boy home, in any case!

  5. Camera, it’s not so much finding the time in the morning as being conscious enough to perform gross motor activities. Maybe this will improve if I begin to sleep better.

  6. I am with you. I am not a morning person. Husband and I have tried again to make a commitment to walk together, but it always comes down to my aversion to morning versus the heat of our deep south summer nights. We’ll see which thing works.

  7. I bet a 10 minute walk will feel really good after all those hours in the car.. and every little bit counts! Drive safe 🙂

  8. We just took another walk, breaking all those rules about not exercising too close to bedtime. PL said we had to make up for last night. He’s a slave driver, that man! 😉

  9. I’ve started walking my mother’s dog. We walk to the lake, along the shore, and back home. It’s about 2 miles, and is easier when I know the dog is expecting me. I’ve been told you are supposed to put self care 2nd, only after God. Haven’t been able to pull that off, though.

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