Do you ever look at your Facebook memories? Several years ago I made lots of posts about my walking habits…
“2 miles done on a really hot day!”
“I’ve walked so much I need new sneakers!”
“It was really windy during my 2 mile walk today”
I used to walk 2+ miles every day. One year my goal was to walk 1,000 miles, but I only made it to something like 925 miles. A year or two back, when I was at my heaviest, and we were all confined because of Covid, I tried to get back into walking. But I found I could barely make it to the corner before my back was on fire and I was out of breath.
The CORNER.
That’s like 400 steps from my driveway.
Yesterday I saw some post about how beneficial it can be to walk at least 2 miles a day. When I go to the gym, I really only walk a mile. Mainly because it’s boring as fuck to walk staring down at my TINY phone screen watching “I Love Lucy” episodes. No dis to Lucy, but walking on a treadmill can get stale pretty fast.
So I decided to get out and walk my old 2 mile route just to see what it was like. And you know what? I LOVED IT! My shitty Spotify playlist somehow never went to ads and played songs I was really jazzed to hear. Today was a bit rougher because shitty Spotify decided to play most of the songs I had heard yesterday. Not only did I hear a shit-ton of ads, but eventually I used up my forwarding privileges. Sigh.
Aside from suffering through the torture of free Spotify, I thought about all the advantages I am enjoying with 100 pounds off my frame. I can do those two miles again. Every day. I CAN DO IT. I can get back to my old habit of walking 2+ miles day after day, wearing out sneakers, and maybe getting to a respectable total by the end of the year. And we’ll see if it takes any more pounds off my keister. I used to complain that it didn’t in the past, but maybe it will now.
I’m willing to find out!