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Working Out the Body Again

A strange thing happened on Monday afternoon.

For a second day in a row, the Husband and I decided to go outside and get our bodies moving and make some sweat happen. But, that's not the strange thing that happened.

The day before we pedaled our bicycles up and down. My choice. Monday was his choice. Walking.

Sigh.

I realized, again, on Monday that I don't really like walking long distances unless it's on a beach, in a park or wilderness, or on city streets lined with shop windows. I like to be distracted as I walk.

Plod. plod. plod. The Husband is much taller than me, which means he has a long stride to my short plod. We both walk at our own pace. So, the husband is almost always ahead of me, but circles back when he gets to a corner. He gets more walking in that way, and I get a chance to be alone to  think or not to think about things.

Okay, now this is when the strange thing happened. As I got to the second block, a wonder took hold of me. I wonder if I can still jog.

I used to jog way back when I was young single gal living in San Francisco. Regularly in Golden Gate Park I did. As I jogged, I imagined I was an Indian messenger running from village to village. I enjoyed jogging so much I even did the occasional fun run such as the Bay to Breakers, the one through the San Francisco Zoo, and the one around Angel Island....Excuse me, while I bask in the memory of being much younger for a moment.

Okay, back to  Monday afternoon. Could I still move my old, fat body in a jogging motion?  I took a step into a jog. My body lumbered forward. I caught up with the Husband and stopped a few steps away. He was surprised, as was I. "Did you feel as awkward as you looked?" the Husband asked. 

It most definitely felt awkward. It also felt quite freeing. So, I continued to jog a few yards every so often as we walked. When we got home, I felt like I reclaimed something about myself.

Yesterday, we went walking again. I wondered if I could do it again. Jog, that is.

Yep.

And, guess what? The Husband stepped into a jog now and then, too.

© 2012 Su-sieee! Mac. All rights reserved. 

Comments

  1. Now I wonder too if I still could :)

    It is so wonderful that you jog with the husband Su-sieee!

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  2. Hi Oceangirl! Have you tried yet? Surprise your two boys, perhaps. :-)

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  3. Kinda fun, ain't it? I've been doing that when I walk with Cody. I run walk, run, walk. My daughter was surprised when she was here for Thanksgiving. Now we've got a little snow and it's too slippery to run...dang. So, I've been doing more jumppy stuff on the floor to music.
    Keep up the great fun.

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  4. Manzi, the other day, I managed to run one lap around the football track nonstop. Yaay!

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