Thursday, July 10, 2014
I got off my chair and out the door.
I just started running.
I ran to the end of the drive and kept on going.
I got to end of the street and kept going.
It wasn't quite like that but the Forrest Gump scene kept playing in my head.
In reality I felt the need to move a bit more so I picked a few goals like: from this driveway to that fire hydrant. This transcontinental pipeline marker to that one.
Yeah, my neighborhood will blow up one day. Back in the 80's my BFF and I sat in her yard offering water and iced tea to the "eye candy" gentlemen replacing the 42 inch torch of death. Sigh. But I digress...
It felt like I was running with partially filled 8 ounce water bottles in my pockets, attached to my arms and around my middle.
It only cut 1 minute off my walk.
But I did it!
Wednesday, July 09, 2014
Again, your hammer went down on the nail.
My life WAS exercise!
In the summer I walked or biked to the creek or the bay, 1 mile in either direction, to crab, fish or swim on the days Mom didn't drag us to the beach. At the beach I walked 2-5 miles each day as bored kids don't sit still and there was more to see in neighboring towns than the beach we were on. If you've heard of Lucy the Elephant in Margate, we would play inside the empty structure in it's "abandoned" stage.
Once we got home the rat pack would gather at the ball field and horse around for hours.
Walked every day to school-close to a mile. 1 mile to church and church choir rehearsal 2x a week.
For years after a full day at school, I walked to the barn, a mile away, to care for the horses. Shovel manure for several stalls, groom, exercise the horses, then walk back home for dinner.
All the while, there was no sitting around eating. Snacks were only for after dinner, not even after school. If we walked to the local store for PENNY CANDY, eating candy dots off paper or biting wax bottle tops was about as good as it got. Remember wax lips?
My ice cream habit started early as that was the treat of choice at home. Either we went to DQ, the local custard stand or had it in the freezer. Nightly.
I think the memory I need to recreate is all the walking!
Sunday, July 06, 2014
The current temperature at 6 am is 62! Warm, clear 80-85F days and cool, dry nights.
This is the kind of weather I dream about, go to the mountains or high desert for.
Even the neighborhood birds are singing late into the season.
Usually at this time of year the AC is on full blast as I wistfully gaze on a parched lawn contemplating how to get from the house to the car without instantly being drenched in sweat. Central New Jersey is like the Gulf states in the summer, without the palm trees.
I've been driving with the windows open. Sleeping with the windows open and under a light blanket. I even took a nap yesterday, the cool breeze lulled me to sleep (blame it on the suture trauma of the morning) as I sat on the porch.
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