A Mile A Day: Days 29 and 30

Well, I finished my self-imposed challenge of a Mile a Day for 30 days. In the end, I ended up one mile short. I thought about adding a day to the challenge but since it was my made up challenge, it seemed like a pretty lackluster way to make myself feel better about skipping. So I’m owning up to it. 29 miles in 30 days.

I trekked more than 29 miles of course but the purpose of this challenge was to engage in dedicated consistency toward achieving my mile. Day 29 was completed on my new bicycle because I love it and because it’s so fast that a mile goes by in the blink of an eye and my family barely knows I’m gone. I cannot get over how fast I get going on that thing!

I have it in my head that I’m going to the east coast for a color tour next year. You can bike 25-40 miles from B&B to B&B and a tour van will bring your luggage to your next stop while you ride for the day. It sounds perfect! Yes, I am sore after biking one mile… but I could build up to it. Add it to my bucket list!

It seemed fitting to end my 30 challenge with Winston so on day 30, he and I took out on our now familiar path. We took it at a quick pace and I paid extra mind to the length of my gait, stepping further to stretch out the last mile.

It’s so anticlimactic to finish something you’ve set out to do, isn’t it?

By definition, my 30 day mile challenge wasn’t very exciting and certainly wasn’t impressive, but I feel let down. Did I think I would find myself at the pace of 1 mile per day? I don’t know. Maybe I did.

A Mile A Day: Day 25-28

I always say that anyone can do anything* for 30 days but 30 days really is a long time to do the same thing and continue finding interest in it. Or at least continue to find interest writing about it. I imagine it’s the same for reading so I’m going to start condensing the last bit of this 30 journey.

Day 25, Thursday:

I told my husband that I wasn’t going to walk and he told me I was. He’s chosen to be very supportive of my mile-a-day challenge where he could have been passive or irritated. And there were days that a passive or irritated husband would be entirely enough to dissuade me from walking. Today was one of them. So thank you, Freddy! Your insistence has refueled my persistence.

Day 26, Friday:

This is a total cop out but I promise you I got well over a mile today! In a throw-care-to-the-wind decision, I went left when I should’ve gone right after my haircut. Out of nowhere appeared Tanger Outlet mall! It’s not that it jumped right out at me, of course, but that the developers chose a more remote location. I completely meant to be there.

I spent about three hours walking the outdoor mall. I bought things. Things I needed. Things my daughter needed. Things I wanted. It was delightful! It’s been a while since I have been able to walk in and out of clothing stores with the sole question “Do I like this?” between me and an item of clothing.

I’m not trying to provide any false advertising but after over seven days of Whole30, I’m feeling good. My body is feeling good. Which meant I didn’t have to judge myself for the sizes I tried on and I was surprised to see an old size come back into play for certain cuts at certain stores. And most importantly, I did not ask “Do I like myself in this?”

The physical distance of a mile today feels like a cop out but the emotional mile was incredible!

Day 27, Saturday:

Today was my perfect day.

I was adamant that we head to a park to bike though I didn’t say why. After biking our mile, I ran to the truck to grab a tote filled with apples, carrots, cucumbers, nuts, almond butter, dried fruits, and waters. In the bag next to to the tote was a zipped up picnic blanket, perfect for a spot on the grass.

After our picnic lunch, Freddy and I watched our three year old athlete scale the side of a climbing structure in the park. She climbed robes with arms and legs and crawled across rocks and walked 90-some steps up to the top of a corn crib and back.


Look at her face! She is so happy. I love these kind of memories. These are the same ones I hold onto from my youth. Family together outdoors. It’s so right.

Day 28, Sunday:

The whole family walked together tonight and while Freddy and I may regret naively stretching Emma’s bedtime (We do. We definitely do regret that), the walk was so nice. Freddy and I even found ourselves holding hands, swinging them back and forth. *sigh*




*anything in this particular case is anything that a person has chosen to do that may cause discomfort associated with a positive outcome

A Mile A Day: Day 23

I’m tired of this mile. I feel worn out today so I came home and put on sweatpants and a baggy long sleeved t-shirt from my high school days.

But Winston and I did get in our mile. Disheveled clothes and all.

A Mile A Day: Day 22

She rode her bicycle while Freddy, Winston, and I walked. She pedaled hard. She almost made the turn from road to sidewalk this time. She only needed a little push.

Halfway through the ride, she stopped. “I need to climb this wall,” she said.

She hopped off her little bike and scaled the retainer wall that comes up past my waist. Back and forth, back and forth she walked until she reached the end and hopped down back onto her bicycle.

We crossed the road, Emma and I and I pulled her bike up over a curb. I turned my head to watch Fred and Winston cross and her bicycle slowly backpedaled off the curb. It scared her. She almost fell off but she jumped backwards instead, avoiding a messy fall.

Good job, Em!

Near a fence with a cement retainer wall, she stopped again. “I just need a little rest,” she said.

She hopped off her little bike and rested. After a few minutes she asked, “Can we go to the rock?”

We could. So we did.

A Mile A Day: Day 20

A split mile.

Some on bike with my beautiful and ever-surprisingly-capable three year old daughter (Do you ever stop feeling amazed at what your child can accomplish?) who got a big girl bike with training wheels today!

And some with my trusty mutt, Winston. 

I adore this cautious and courageous child. She is a lion and a lamb. My little love.

Did I mention she bought this bike at a garage sale with her own birthday money?

So big!!!!!!!!

A Mile A Day: Day 17

I have no idea whether it’s Day 2 of Whole30 or the mom who came in behind me this week at daycare simultaneously dripping and sniffing snot, but I am feeling whooped today.

The weather isn’t helping matters either. “Unseasonably warm” would not paint a clear enough picture for you. It’s HOT. We’re desperately running all fans on high to stave off air conditioning and a closed up house. But we’re sluggish.

Even so, Winston and I got in our mile. He met a new friend. A beautiful black lab and young but not quite a puppy. I didn’t bother timing it because I knew before we started it would be slow.

And so it was.

A Mile A Day: Day 10

I’m officially 1/3 of the way through this self-imposed challenge!

I walked up to a local soccer game with my family and back. The trip was short of a mile but in the same way we eyeball a serving size of [insert guilty pleasure here], I was tempted to count it.

The anxiety of the lie overwhelmed me and as my husband got our daughter ready for bed, I snuck out of the house with the dog. It was lightly sprinkling but I ran into another neighbor on his bike. He complimented my reflective gear. Winning. 

A Mile A Day: Day 7

It’s incredible how different the same places can look under different positions of the sun. 

Last night, mile 7 was completed at dusk. Winston and I donned our reflective gear and glowed as the sun set on us.

The colors were deeper, richer. The path was clear. 

And today we’re preparing for mile 8 in the morning light!

Do you have a favorite time to be outside?