Had my annual check-up with my GYN today, for which I have to drive eighty miles up the road because this little hamlet doesn't have a ladies' doctor. Boy--serious reality time. Maybe I should have taken my shoes off before they weighed me. It was serious, serious sticker-shock! I mean, I'm in my medium-sized jeans, for chrissakes. How could the weight have crept up on me so badly?
That explains why my feet have been hurting, I guess.
*sigh*
So, I have to lose weight. Hard to consider when the days are turning cooler and the metabolism starts lusting for meat and potatoes but I have to face the reality that I don't want to be this heavy and *do* something. "Something" has turned into a vow to walk thirty minutes every day. A modest start but a goal that is attainable. I have been hungering for a way to spiritually connect with myself, to get grounded again after drifting for a while. This could be it.
So this evening, before the national news came on, I went walking. I walked out for fifteen minutes along Green Timbers and Thomas Roads, turning down toward the newer homesites that I rarely get a chance to see. There was a time when I knew the game trails through this neighborhood and where the houses were located fairly well but the area has grown, of course, in the decade since I went back to work and didn't have the leisure to wander the woods any more.
I found I liked our little neighborhood. There are a few contractor-built houses but a large number of the homes are owner built, from simple cabins to more elaborate structures with free-standing garages. Once on Thomas Road, the lane slopes down toward Diamond Creek while the bluff falls away to the left, opening up on views of Lower Cook Inlet, Anchor Point and the distant islands down toward Kodiak. I enjoyed the quiet and the scents of the autumnal forest, mingling with a whiff of freshly-mown grass. After fifteen minutes, I turned around and walked back home. There are a few alternate paths I can take but I imagine as I become familiar with the lay of the land within a fifteen-minute walk of our house, I will want to take longer routes and see more of the neighborhood.
Well, it beat the alternative of sitting in front of the TV for thirty minutes. I hope I can sustain the desire to be active when the weather gets more unpleasant. I arrived back home feeling as if I had done something positive for myself.
That explains why my feet have been hurting, I guess.
*sigh*
So, I have to lose weight. Hard to consider when the days are turning cooler and the metabolism starts lusting for meat and potatoes but I have to face the reality that I don't want to be this heavy and *do* something. "Something" has turned into a vow to walk thirty minutes every day. A modest start but a goal that is attainable. I have been hungering for a way to spiritually connect with myself, to get grounded again after drifting for a while. This could be it.
So this evening, before the national news came on, I went walking. I walked out for fifteen minutes along Green Timbers and Thomas Roads, turning down toward the newer homesites that I rarely get a chance to see. There was a time when I knew the game trails through this neighborhood and where the houses were located fairly well but the area has grown, of course, in the decade since I went back to work and didn't have the leisure to wander the woods any more.
I found I liked our little neighborhood. There are a few contractor-built houses but a large number of the homes are owner built, from simple cabins to more elaborate structures with free-standing garages. Once on Thomas Road, the lane slopes down toward Diamond Creek while the bluff falls away to the left, opening up on views of Lower Cook Inlet, Anchor Point and the distant islands down toward Kodiak. I enjoyed the quiet and the scents of the autumnal forest, mingling with a whiff of freshly-mown grass. After fifteen minutes, I turned around and walked back home. There are a few alternate paths I can take but I imagine as I become familiar with the lay of the land within a fifteen-minute walk of our house, I will want to take longer routes and see more of the neighborhood.
Well, it beat the alternative of sitting in front of the TV for thirty minutes. I hope I can sustain the desire to be active when the weather gets more unpleasant. I arrived back home feeling as if I had done something positive for myself.
