The best part of my daily walks? It’s that moment I first get inside and sit down. That could sound bad, as if I hate walking and can’t wait to stop. But that’s not what I mean at all. What I love is being able to stop moving, close my eyes, and just be in the moment. I sit there and just focus on the sensation of the blood pumping through my veins and the cool tingle in my skin. I notice how my breathing is transitioning from a fast pace to a more normal one. And then I think about how amazing I feel.
On a related note, what I also love is how alert I am after my walk. I am not a morning person. On a day when I don’t walk, it takes me a good hour or more to feel fully lucid. My body and mind are both dragging. But when I walk, even if I’m still tired when I head out that door, I walk back through it alert and clear headed. I may still even be tired if I didn’t sleep well the night before (which isn’t uncommon, as I struggle with insomnia frequently), but at least the fog is cleared from my brain.
And now that I have come down from today’s high, it’s time to go make some breakfast. Carmelized onion omelet, here I come!