I've taken a break from walking the dogs in the morning. My runners knee was acting up again, and I know from past experience, being dragged by three dogs does not help my knee at all. Once it felt better, my lazy started acting up too, and the lure of a cup of coffee and a good book was too hard to resist.
But I woke up this morning, determined to walk the dogs. I'm doing it. Knee felt good, lazy was pushed the the background, and I harnessed my beasts and told myself to just walk a mile. That's it. Just one measly mile.
At the half mile mark, I wished I didn't have a time constraint, that this wasn't a work morning and I didn't have to be anywhere by 8, because I wished to keep walking, past the one mile goal and on down the trail.
I'd forgotten what walking in the early morning brings to me. It's not just about exercise, it's about peace. There is nothing else going on, hardly any cars or people, I can hear the birds and watch the sun start to unfurl. Almost home, I started singing an old Sunday school song in my head (not out loud, because the morning was too peaceful for that kind of racket)......
I'm inright, outright, upright, downright, happy all the time......
I'll be the first to admit that I haven't been happy this last week or so. It's the end of summer, end of vacation, end of my favorite season. It's the start of school, my son a senior, my daughter in drivers ed, and I've been on kind of a bummer trip.
This morning, I feel renewed. Walking: it's not just good for your cardiovascular system....it's good for your soul!