I am happy to say that I have not missed my daily goal of walking for at least thirty minutes each day. WOOT!
I’m already addicted, seriously, I look forward to my daily walk and the time i gives me to reflect, meditate and breathe. It’s nice to have something finite that you can measure and say, “I did it; its done.” I wish I had an exact measure of the distance, but to squeeze my walk in on Saturday I had to walk around my friend’s neighborhood, and I didn’t quite keep track of the street names to look them up later. Also, today I had to combine walking time with lawn-mowing time. I know lawn-mowing isn’t quite constant movement, but it ended up talking 45 minutes, (and the mower isn’t self-propelled) so I think it still counts. Let’s low-ball it and say I only walked 1.6 miles a day, based on my original known route. Including today, thats.s 12.8 miles and 240 minutes that would have been spent doing probably anything but walking. Oh, I did go swimming this weekend also, but I find that my life has become far too sedentary.
I have to go shower up, it’s only 85 today, but I’m still sticky as hell from being outside. At least I don’t smell like Bleach Sweat Metal.
