I’ve never had a natural inclination to exercise or sport. Getting to the gym was always The Thing I Was Supposed To Do. And while I enjoy my bike rides, the enjoyment is almost always outweighed by what I perceive as the difficulty of cycling.
I’d forgotten how much I love long walks, though. I’m a long-walker going way back — to high school, even. When I was in college, one of the only ways for me to successfully complete a paper was to get up from my desk and walk around campus. And I love traveling big cities by foot. It wears me out, but not in a way that I’ve ever regretted.
Over the last couple of years, though, I somehow forgot all this. Maybe because we lived in towns that required us to drive so much? Or because we haven’t gone on as many trips to big cities?
But, Winston-Salem has proved to be a highly walkable city. And that’s not to mention its proximity to mountains, and the number of parks and walking paths within town.
So I’ve picked up hiking (just Pilot Mountain, so far. It’s only thirty minutes away!). And on days I don’t want to commute, I take the dog to Salem Lake. It’s about a seven-mile loop. Sometimes I pick up the pace and run a mile or three. Most days I just walk (the dog keeps me going at a good clip). I like spending time stuck with my own thoughts. And my thoughts are so much better when I’m doing something with my body. I get creative, problem-solve-y, highly optimistic.
I usually come home and write lists …