It was GORGEOUS here today so I headed to a nearby park. The birds, shocked to see me again no doubt, chirpily cheered me on – as if to say “LOOK AT YOU”! I felt just like Snow White, if Snow White was a clumsy blonde in a mismatched outfit on laundry day.
I did a few laps and thought about heading home. I stopped for a moment in the shade of a giant tree, just staring out at the park, at nature. I felt lucky to be there, I wanted to keep going. I figured I could cut through the middle if I got tired of walking, or needed extra emergency sugar (which was in the Jeep at the edge of the park – just in case). One more lap, I told myself. I ended up so blissfully lost in thought (or distracted by all the singing birds) that I missed the exit path and kept walking.
I walked for several miles. It was a great walk. Not a power walk, or a jog, just a walk – but it’s a start. The fresh air made me feel happy to be alive, and the catcalls I received from a group of guys in a car made me realize…I still got it. J