Applause, cheer, marvel...
I know, I know.
One small step for fitness,
one big step for my heart and soul.
Since the new year, I have been watching my eldest son leave the house every single morning, and walk. He makes no exceptions, accepts no excuses. I remember when it was hard, when he made blisters, when he felt frustrated. Now, he's running, and going out twice a day. He feels good. He inspires me, and every day I would think to myself woulda-coulda-shoulda... and yesterday, I did. I didn't go as far, or as fast, but I took the first step.
And, I want to do it again, and again, and again... sort of. I know myself. I have a drawer full of excuses, and rationales for not ever going out again, and later, or sooner (probably sooner) I will use one of those excuses and try to skip my walk, my fitness excursion. There will be bumps in the road, set-backs, sick days, busy days, too hot, too cold, too wet, too frickin' lazy. But come Saturday morning, I am going to be here, at Chickenblog, and I am going to profess or confess... I am going to post some pictures from my ventures, and make myself accountable... whether a twenty minute wander, or a long, long stroll, I'll write about it.
I would love it if You joined me, near or far, wherever you are in your journey. We know the benefits of exercise, we've read about discipline and diligence... I am not training for an event, counting calories, or checking my pace against Lance Armstrong... I just want to keep an appointment with myself to make movement a regular part of my week. Accountable. Simple. Happy. Accepting.