A Walking Update:
I have been walking daily, with a few exceptions. Last night I didn’t get home until 11. Pure Luck gave me a break when I promised to walk twice today instead. This morning I have a cancellation in my schedule, and we are going out with
the dogs. It’s absolutely beautiful outside, and I am eager to get
I feel better, overall. I have more energy when we are walking, although the particular tree pollens active at the moment are not a kind fit for my various breathing sensitivities. Although it is frustrating for an 11 foot tall man who regularly wears Seven League Boots to walk with a slowpoke, he has been supportive. We both know that over-enthusiastic efforts in the past have resulted in injuries, so we’re trying to be patient.
Really, I am less patient than he is, on some levels.
The other night, as we neared our street again, a guy yelled out his car window at me. I found that upset my nerves, since it was not exactly a complimentary "whoop." I remember now why I avoided exercising in public at some points in my life. I felt horribly vulnerable as I finished the walk home. I’m not sure why people need to lash out at strangers. Pure Luck urged me not to pay attention to a passing jerk, but I’m afraid I internalized it and felt pretty miserable the rest of the evening.
Still, we’re going out this morning. I hope it’s too early in the day for vocal nincompoops to be out and shouting.