Random thoughts of a girl who used to try to fit in the box. Then I realized that boxes are stupid. Except this box, the one above. It's really pretty.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Walking Can Be A Pain
I walked to work this morning for the first time in a year and a half. It's a two mile walk. I didn't walk because I wanted to but rather because I had to. I used to enjoy my walk - - our town is beautiful, and in spring the colors are bursting. Of course, it's too early for there to be much color yet, but I don't think that would have mattered anyway. I didn't really want to walk, the skies are gray and threatening rain, and I am so out of shape that I knew - - I just knew - - that it would be a painful way to start my day. I was right. When I was walking to work for pleasure, I was in great shape, I could wear cute clothes (that's important!) and I walked with confidence. This morning it was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other. Before I was even half way there, my knees hurt, my hips hurt, and at one point even my rear end hurt. I felt like a crippled old lady (which I am not). A couple of senior citizens were out walking. They were behind me, but soon passed me and soon after that were out of sight. Humiliating.
I don't want to do it, but I know that if I want to ever gain my pride back and be able to beat those two old ladies, I need to keep walking. I guess my aches and pains are nothing that four or five ibuprofen won't cure. I just need to keep telling myself that, though, because right now my nice comfortable car is calling me . . . . all aboard!
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Sometimes discipline will kick in and you will be rewarded. I have been considering a bike for my work journey, just can't face riding it back home at 9:30 in the evening. Good luck.
ReplyDeleteI don't even walk to church (about 5 blocks, mostly uphill) because I know I'd arrive all gross and sweaty. 2 miles to work? Who cares what your pace is, I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteAnd those old ladies were probably all hopped-up on Geritol or something.
Jewels, you crack me up! Thank goodness it didn't hurt to laugh!
DeleteI have a lot more catching up to do, and it's going to be a while, but "hi!" :)
ReplyDeleteI take pre-emptive ibuprofen sometimes. Before I even go. Music and earphones help too.
My newest gadget is a pedometer. Always wanted one, but just never bought one. Now I'm a bit obsessive about seeing how far I've walked each day. How many steps... It's become like a challenge to myself. "What? I didn't hit that number today? I hit that number every other day! I need to get in one more walk!" I've heard this phenomenon is common. People with pedometers walk more because it becomes a kind of personal challenge. - We'll see how well that holds up when I get home!
Congrats on walking! -And if you can't wear cute clothes, maybe some antennae will do?
You will limber up as you get to walking more. That's what I told. I have yet to prove it to myself. It's an excellent thing to aspire to though.
ReplyDeleteI get up in the morning. Does that count?
ReplyDeleteGetting up is a definite plus!
DeleteGood for you! I should do more walking myself but I work over 20 miles away. At least with Daylight Savings time I can walk in the evenings through the neighborhood
ReplyDeleteThis one totally hit a nerve--two summers ago, my 70-year-old mother-in-law was visiting and we went to the "Pennsylvania Grand Canyon." We started down one of the easier trails into the canyon and I (wisely and, yet, humiliatingly) gave up about halfway down because it suddenly hit me that what goes down would have to come back up. I waited on a bench partway down. Not only did my mother-in-law make it all the way down, on the way back up she was leading the pack. Ahead of my teenagers even.
ReplyDeleteSome day I want to be like your mother-in-law :) Right now I'm a bench sitter.
DeleteI did not walk to work today. I went outside and the wind and rain was going every which way, my umbrella turned inside out, and my skirt flew up to flash the neighbors. I went back inside, regrouped, found my keys and drove to work. Too risky and I didn't have time to change my clothes!
ReplyDeleteI had a great aunt that used to say that she walked because if she didn't she wouldn't be able to anymore.
ReplyDeleteShe was a wise lady.
You will be back in shape in no time.
I am so ready for spring and warm weather, to get out and take short walks. I substitute my treadmill for cold and wet weather and those walks on that thing are blah. I like to see the flowers in bloom and listen to the sounds around. Walks for me start out with me, hubby and our Chihuahua, Ms Elizabeth Taylor; and end with me carrying the dog by the time we get back. :)I think the biggy is to make sure that your aren't overdoing it, which could be why I end up carrying my dog. :)
ReplyDeleteI totally sympathize... Fond it do tough and paiful to het started... But once you get over this first hurdle you wiil be flying b4 you know it!
ReplyDeleteWow, way to go! You have more determination then I would have!
ReplyDeleteAnnie and I have walked together in the mornings, since 1985. That's one reason we WILL survive this current fiasco. Baby steps, Judy. Better to start small, and not end up at work. I like what you said about having a beautiful town. Things are always more attractive when viewed at a slower pace. Walk on, Judy!
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain... or I did. In January 2011 I began walking two miles everyday with my dog. Through snow, ice, drizzle, sleet. And it was AWFUL. I took up writing small stones at the same time-(http://www.writingourwayhome.com/p/small-stones.html).. I loved writing small stones. I wrote through the pain and cold. And now a year later I can say I really am not myself if I don't walk. I wished you lived nearby, I would walk with you..nice and slow. xo teri
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