Evening Walk

One of my favorite activities is the usual evening walk before bed.

Since adding the step tracking app to my phone, I’ve boosted my monthly step counts by nearly 33% 👣

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Since adding the step tracking app to my phone, I’ve boosted my monthly step counts by nearly 33% 👣

It turns out that having set goals, measuring them and watching them every day really does improve one’s effort towards a goal. Walking may not make me thin, but it does feel good and is important to maintaining good health. Not only does it get my legs moving, it also keeps my mind sharp and gets me out of the hose every morning and evening enjoying the seasons and nature.

The 10,000 step per day goal is not above and beyond what the internet doctors recommend, but it does feel like a reasonable compromise between all things. But surprisingly until I started counting them I didn’t really have a good idea of how many steps I was doing every day. And now with that step counter, counting every day, I feel all the more important to get in my 10,000 steps. Any day I can’t get the record of at least 10,000 steps I feel like I’ve failed, so it’s a powerful motivation to get out and walk more each day.

Amazing the power of just a silly number.

Not planning on my morning walk on Monday

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Not planning on my morning walk on Monday. 🚶‍♀️

I just don’t see that being much of a likelihood with the time change, my inability to get going in the morning, and of course the the fact that the expected high is only going to be 30 degrees and quite windy. I like my morning walk, but sometimes it’s just better to skip it.

Walking Is the Superior Form of Exercise

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Forget the Gym: Walking Is the Superior Form of Exercise

Last spring, as infection levels rocketed and the numbers of people hospitalised, intubated and dying were all rising, I would set out for long walks on the empty streets of south London, where I live. In the government’s “shield” category – by reason of being on chemotherapy for an incurable myeloid blood condition – I knew I’d encounter no one who would pose any threat to me, viral or otherwise, while I would scrupulously avoid coming into contact with the rare and fugitive souls I’d spot traversing the once-bustling but now eerily silent city.

The decision to walk contained just that soup?on of defiance necessary to convince me that while mass hysteria gripped the nation, I remained calmly autonomous. The physical activity during those chilly small hours was sufficient to maintain muscle tone and healthy posture, even if pounding pavement and parkland is no substitute for pumping iron.

I think I have a blister on my foot

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I think I have a blister on my foot … 👣

It’s totally my fault for not putting on fresh socks before walking on the rail trail yesterday, or maybe for not wearing my muck boots while hiking up at Partridge Run. I guess if my foot hurts too much, I can just spend more time at home on the exercise bike.