Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Yep... it's one year ago today that I got all inspired and took myself for a walk...
In that year I've expanded my route three times, changed the time (just one major change though), gotten new pants and shoes (after killing about three other pairs of shoes), dropped at least two sizes in my jeans... and I've only missed a single day.
That's pretty good, right?
Yeah, I thought so too...
I'll let you in on a little secret... I actually really enjoy it. Granted when I wake up and start to get ready my brain sometimes does the whole random grumbling thing, but once I'm suited up and out the door I just plain enjoy it.
Even when it's cold, even when it has occasionally rained on me, and especially on days like today where the wind is pleasantly warm, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and everything seems right with the world. I don't know if it's endorphins (although I kind of doubt it, since I feel that way right from the beginning of a walk) or just the whole "exercise = feeling good" thing, but I love being out there.
And the best part is that I'm just doing it for me... not because I think I should be doing it, not to get laid more or find a boyfriend... I do it because it makes me happy and makes me look better, which in turn makes me feel a little better about me.