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…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 10
If you are wondering how I could possibly say anything new about walking nearly the same mile for 30 days, I assure you, you’re not alone. I’m actually wondering that myself. The frost was still on the grass this morning so that’s something. There was slightly more traffic. There were certainly more stubborn stops by my territory-marking…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 8
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…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 7
The weekend should be the easiest time to get in some exercise but what I’m learning about myself is that I do better with setting my priorities during the week. I know that healthy eating can be more difficult during the weekend (hanging out by the fridge isn’t good for anyone), but I’m a little…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 6
Don’t think that just because it’s Cinco de Mayo I neglected my mile. Was it more of a meander? Yes. Was it followed by tacos? Yes. Margaritas? Perhaps. Nachos? Who is counting?! Seriously. Get off my back. I got my mile.
I loved today’s walk. Loved. it. You know those Fall days when your body is warm and your nose never gets cold but your cheeks feel like perfectly frozen muscles on your face? They’re cool to the touch long after you come inside but the chill never permeates anything else? That was today’s Spring weather.…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 4
Definitely overdid it yesterday. My knees are whimpering! Note to reader: I thought about using the word “screaming” right there but I feel like it gives my knees too much credit. They’re weak. Instead of punishing myself, I took mile 3 at a quick but non-punishing pace with my trusty Boxer mutt Winston. There was a lot…… Continue reading A Mile A Day: Day 3