Tuesday, March 31, 2009

These Boots Are Made For Walking


Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know they're not really boots. But I love that song. By Nancy Sinatra or Jessica Simpson, I think it's so catchy and sassy, don't you? I made my walk yesterday. After working about 10 hours in my office at home, I knew that I hadn't gotten it in yet. Around 7:30 p.m. Suz called and asked if I had taken my walk yet. Since I knew that it didn't really have to be walking, that it could be moving of any sort, in the back of my mind I thought well, I could just do some other type of activity for 30 minutes or better yet, hadn't I moved for 30 minutes all together throughout the day? But then I realized. . . and she reminded me. . . I was accountable to my faithful friends and family, and I wasn't gonna do anything other than exactly what I said I would. So. . .

I got my booty up out of the chair, gathered these things, put on a jacket and got going. I didn't have too much time left because. . .

This is what the sun was doing by the time I got around to taking my walk. It was going down. Fast. And it was getting chilly. I don't want to wait that late again. It's not safe because of the traffic. I took a good, long walk. Of course, the cows that I love to go and visit were already in their barn for the night. I did get to see, smell and hear lots of other things though. I was shocked by the amount of trash on the side of the road. I have to walk along the main road to get to the country road where the cows live. Why in the world would one throw out a carton of French onion dip? I'm hoping that surely the trash trucks aren't securing their loads and stuff's blowing off. I'm hoping that we humans aren't getting so lazy that we can't wait till we get home to throw away our trash in a can and find that we have to throw it all out on the side of the road. But I also got to see this.

I love this windmill, and I make pictures of it a lot. It almost always has a different look to it. I think it just reminds me of South Georgia.

Taking that walk, I got to smell the unmistakeable smell that simply can't be duplicated of freshly cut grass. Now, that conjures up thousands of memories for everybody, doesn't it. From being a little girl watching your mama or daddy cut the grass to being a mommy watching your hubby ride your sweet baby on the lawn mower. Ummm. I love the smell of cut grass. I chose to listen to my ipod rather than anything else and I had to stop myself from singing out loud. Didn't want to scare anyone that might be out on their front porch or anything.

I'm so glad Suz held me accountable. That time out of the house cleared my head, relaxed me, got my heart rate up, and was inspirational all at the same time. It was a good thing. A very good thing.

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Don't forget tomorrow is baby picture day. I want to see your baby picture! Leave me a comment and let me know it's on your blog. I can't wait to see what beautiful babies you all were.

Finished my book last night. It was good. I'm ready to pick up another. Karla has recommended another one and I'm gonna get it today while I'm out. I'm officially out of my reading funk.

Happy Tuesday!

9 comments:

2nd Cup of Coffee said...

I felt relaxed just after reading the post. I think it's because of all the sensory images you used to describe your walk. (Once an English major, always an English major.) I'm always taken aback by the difference between exercising indoors versus outdoors. The outdoor smells and sounds and of course sights are so enjoyable, for the most part (not the trash, of course.) I love to smell people cooking or using Downy when I take my walks and the echo of the woodpeckers. I live in an older established neighborhood. Thanks for the great post.

Theresa said...

What a beautiful bunch of pictures! I feel as though I was right there on that walk with you. I am excited to be getting this much needed exercise. Thanks again for the inspiration:) Love you and enjoy your day. It sounds like you spent a little too much time at your desk yesterday:) imagonnadoalittleshoppingtoday!

suzanne said...

Well, I got my 32 minutes in last night on the boring treadmill! Don't get me wrong, I'm so glad to have it, especially days when my kids have chorus, ball practice, etc., which leaves absolutely no time for me to do a thing!
Your pictures are beautiful, and the thought of fresh-cut grass makes me want to cry. It brings memories flooding back to me of so many different times and places.
Going to try to have a productive day today and try not to show up at 3:00 for my 2:00 job :0)
LYLAS

Joyce said...

I read your blog after I posted. Now I feel guilty for using the treadmill. Today I am going outside and walking and taking pictures too! It's still dark out but hopefully it will be a pretty day. It would be fun to go to different places to walk and take pictures. Good idea... and proof to my family I am walking! lol! Thanks for getting me going on this!

midlifeslices said...

Beautiful pictures!

Cindy Lou said...
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Cindy Lou said...

Well I enjoyed that walk with you...except it did not do me any good!! I loved the picture of that windmill!!! I am so proud of you for doing your 30 min. I know Theresa made sure she got hers in!! Have a great afternoon and Lots of love!!

jennifer said...

Girl! I tried to ride a bicycle today and my almost 38 year old booty would have none of it. So of course that is my new goal - to be able to ride at least a mile and then hopefully more. First step toward my goal is buying a larger seat for the thing.

Congrats on walking. I am proud of you for jumping up and doing it!

wendy said...

I...love...my....walks. It truly is a time to clear my head, ponder, think of spiritual things, troubling things, happy things...and just wonder about things. I am glad you went---love that windmill and sunset!!!