It's just walking.
Today, I decided that instead of driving Achilles to work, then myself to work.... then picking him up again....
that I would have him drop me off and then after work, I'd walk the 3 miles home.
Then he could just drive himself home after work.
You'd think I was planning to walk 30 miles, the way everyone reacted.
The people in this state complain about having to go 5-10 miles out of their way.
Yes, there is a ton of snow on the ground, but it was do-able.
For the first mile... I enjoyed the freshness of the crisp air...
I thought of the pioneers, walking over the snow. I felt really fortunate.
Then started thinking about the people whizzing past me in their cars... and wondered if they even gave me a second look.
I wondered at the many times I've done the same...
Then, about 2 1/2 miles into it.... 2 seperate people asked me if I needed a ride.
The first one was a guy... that looked about 30. Instantly, every warning my mother told me as a child about accepting rides from strangers lept to my frosty brain. I smiled and declined politely--thanking him for asking anyway. I watched as he drove off, and wondered if Mr. Vanity Plates would have really done me harm.
The second one was a woman in a mini-van. I didn't feel the same warnings go off with her-- she looked like your average soccer mom --but I still smiled, and declined politely, thanking her for asking anyway.
I pondered a lot of the rest of the way home, about my reactions..... and why I felt less anxious about the woman than the man.
Anyway- I feel good. It only took me about an hour.... and it was like walking in sand, the snow was so thick... so I'm sure my butt will be feeling it tomorrow....
But I feel good.
Didn't hurt my ego a bit for the several cat-calls I got...
It's been awhile since I've been catcalled.
'Course... I was hidden under a parka and hat... so I don't imagine they got much of a view.
But HEY. I'll take what I can get.
“Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time."
~~Stephan Wright
that I would have him drop me off and then after work, I'd walk the 3 miles home.
Then he could just drive himself home after work.
You'd think I was planning to walk 30 miles, the way everyone reacted.
The people in this state complain about having to go 5-10 miles out of their way.
Yes, there is a ton of snow on the ground, but it was do-able.
For the first mile... I enjoyed the freshness of the crisp air...
I thought of the pioneers, walking over the snow. I felt really fortunate.
Then started thinking about the people whizzing past me in their cars... and wondered if they even gave me a second look.
I wondered at the many times I've done the same...
Then, about 2 1/2 miles into it.... 2 seperate people asked me if I needed a ride.
The first one was a guy... that looked about 30. Instantly, every warning my mother told me as a child about accepting rides from strangers lept to my frosty brain. I smiled and declined politely--thanking him for asking anyway. I watched as he drove off, and wondered if Mr. Vanity Plates would have really done me harm.
The second one was a woman in a mini-van. I didn't feel the same warnings go off with her-- she looked like your average soccer mom --but I still smiled, and declined politely, thanking her for asking anyway.
I pondered a lot of the rest of the way home, about my reactions..... and why I felt less anxious about the woman than the man.
Anyway- I feel good. It only took me about an hour.... and it was like walking in sand, the snow was so thick... so I'm sure my butt will be feeling it tomorrow....
But I feel good.
Didn't hurt my ego a bit for the several cat-calls I got...
It's been awhile since I've been catcalled.
'Course... I was hidden under a parka and hat... so I don't imagine they got much of a view.
But HEY. I'll take what I can get.
“Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time."
~~Stephan Wright
Comments
Wait, nope... still not okay. Stranger danger!!
Walking is good, just don't suggest to my husband that I do it too, my job is 30 miles away!
Now if someone asked that I'd probably chuck my kids in their car and run the opposite direction!!
You got catcalls? Sweet! I'm happy with just a second glance.