Today was day one of my 2010 New Year’s resolution. I’m really not a big resolution type of person, but after a crazy 2009, I decided I needed to get my feet back on the ground, both figuratively and literally. I’m trying to touch base with that in-charge, on-top-of-the world, no-problem-too-big person I like being, and I remembered that when I’ve been that, regular exercise has been an integral part of my life. So, goal-oriented and analytical that I am, I set myself an outdoors walking goal for the year–500 miles. This breaks down to a mere 9.6 miles per week, and I can easily walk a fast-paced 2 or 3 miles at a time, so physically this should not be a problem.
I have high hopes for my new commitment. Walking is good for my muscle-tone, weight control, mental clarity, and immune system. But I’m also looking forward to the challenge of getting my miles in, no matter the weather or craziness of life and work. I can see this one simple healthy habit becoming my rock, the one steady thing I accomplish, just for me.
So I set out today in the snow and ice with a goal of 2 miles. Old ski pants worked well to block the cold 20-degree-air from my legs, but otherwise I was over-dressed and sweat-soaked by the time I got home. Or maybe that’s just how out-of-shape I am. Anyway, I took Shadow, our shelter-rescued, hyper, border collie mix and he was very good company. He politely refrained from running after squirrels, which could have been catastrophic, considering the ground is covered with ice and when he takes off at a dead run, he almost jerks me off my feet. So, 2 miles down, 498 to go. And tomorrow’s another day.
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