Just Do It-

March 17th, 2011

Yesterday afternoon I spent some time visiting with a friend in a nearby town.   The distance between our houses isn’t far, but it isn’t a stones throw either (unless you have a really good throwing arm).   I checked with my trusty Google Maps and saw that it was a little over 3 miles to her place, which was right on the money for 5k.  

The weather was supposed to be perfect, so my initial plan was to walk home from her place. I planned on wearing my new running shoes and really using my Nike + iPod app for my iPhone.   I love that little sensor in my shoes- it somehow inspires me to want to push myself to compete with ‘me’.    Well, when I got up- I noticed that the skies were grey and it looked as though the rains would start.   Since it isn’t exactly summer (and because I didn’t want to get my handbag wet), I decided that I’d skip the Nikes and skip walking home.   I slipped on my black Mary Jane’s and out the door I went.   

Marcel dropped me off on the way to work and my plan was to take the train home.  It’s not far- a 4-5 minute train ride and then a 5-10 minute walk to our home from the station.  Well, after I left Bobbi’s- I got to the station and said to myself-  “Self, stop being so lazy. You SAY you want to kick up the exercise notch, so here’s your chance.   It isn’t as though you have to walk to the end of the earth.”    So, I listened to ‘me’, did like Forrest Gump and kept on walkin’ in spite of having on the wrong shoes. 

Google Maps told me that the walk was 49 minutes and I was determined to beat that.  I don’t know why, but it was something that I wanted to do, and even though I knew there wouldn’t be any running going on- I wanted to try my best to beat whoever was responsible for calculating the time on Google Maps.   I walked at a brisk pace and along the way stopped to watch a lady who was teaching her Border Collie how to herd sheep.  I was fascinated and could have stayed longer, but I was trying to beat a time- so off I went.  

About 1/2 mile or so from home, my heels started hurting- a sure sign that a blister was imminent.  Not on one foot, but both.   I thought briefly about taking off my shoes, but scratched that idea and continued on.  I tried not to slow down, but I did- just a little.   I made it home in exactly 45 minutes and that included the time that I stopped to watch the dog training session.  Needless to say – I patted myself on the back for beating the tiny goal I’d set for myself.  

When I got in, I proceeded to take off my shoes, and when I looked down at my socks- one of them was a bright crimson.  Ouch-  I guess that blister was a little worse than I thought.  It hurt a little, but it didn’t overshadow the fact that I’d done what I set out to do.  3 miles isn’t far-  at least not to me, but I could have just as easily taken the train and avoided the bloody foot.   Would I do it again?   In a heartbeat.   Sometimes ‘just doing it’ is the only way!

2 Responses to “Just Do It-”

  1. Elisa says:

    Well done! Keep up the good work.

  2. admin says:

    Thanks Elisa- How are you????

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