Naya has probably been a crucial part of my weight loss. Every morning, she performs a little ritual.
In short, it means, let’s go, Mom.
So sometime after 7am, up to 8:30am, I load her in the car, and drive three miles to the bike trail.
It’s a nine mile trail from Glens Falls to Ft Edward, and it follows the canal.
This tower is where I start, and on the way back, it’s the sign of the end of a good hour long walk, at Naya’s chosen pace.
I’ve learned a lot.
1. If I don’t go early, thinking I might take today off, by mid afternoon, I’m as antsy as she is.
I might as well go first thing, while it’s cool.
2. Walking is a great time to clear my head. I resolve things that are bothering me. I plan my day. All I hear is the crunch of my feet on the gravel path.
3. The best part of losing 20+ lbs has been freeing up the space in my head, where daily I worried about it, anguished over it, and beat myself up for it.
Today I reveled in the cool morning, the feeling of being ok, with a dialed down headache. Days like this sustain me when those not so good days come along.
Got this from a blog I follow, and I love it.
When I got home from walking I started to weave on a project I’ve had in my head for awhile......it’s a
Wool silk cape.
As I was weaving, suddenly all the harnesses just dropped. CLUNK.
See that cable right there? Yep.....snapped right in two.
The problem......oh, there were several.....but the biggest one was getting that out, then getting another cable, then crimping the end after it was put back in.
Clear as mud?
Now you get it.
After a couple trips to my neighbor, who is brilliant, a couple of trips to the hardware store where they
probably hate me...........we finally got the new cable installed.
And it works. Sigh of relief.
I finished what I was weaving, then I made some gazpacho, because that has been on my mind for awhile.
One thing about hour long, daily walks.......it ensures deep sleep at night.
Can you say “exhaustion”?
But it’s good. I’m here, I’m still on my feet. I still love my life.