I walked around the block today. Not once, not twice, but three times!
Not at the same time, unfortunatly. However, today I felt pretty energetic and I've not done ANY exersize in a long long time so I dug out my exersize pants, found my walking shoes, syked up the dog, tagged on the leash and took my little one and my fat butt out for a walk. I was only able to manage one lap but after lunch I felt more energetic so I went out again. Dinner rolled around and my sunday shows went off and at 11:00pm I STILL had energy so I took pooch out for one more turn. I think I wore her out since the moment we got home, instead of going for a toy as is her want, she collapsed on the couch.
However, this last march seemed easier than the previous two. Is that possible? To build even a liiittle tolerance in one day?
I enjoyed the evening walk most of all. I used to walk a lot at night in my late teens and early 20's. Insomnia has always been a part of my life so on nights when I felt I couldn't stand the 3am wall shadows I would set out and walk for miles. The nighttime world is so different from the day. It's strange and peaceful and utterly lovely.
Oh, if my mother only knew, she'd have had a heart attack.
I think I may start up night walking again. Except, maybe this time I'll carry a big stick with me as I go.