I run to escape (and shape my arse) but I walk to find clarity and realign. I use the slower pace of walking to force my mind to drop down a gear. My legs just want to crank it up and bolt away from my body but I reign them in to a rapid pace. One foot grounded at all times.
Walking frustrates me. It's akin to sitting in traffic. I'm moving forward but not fast enough. There is always method in the madness. Today it is because I am heading to yoga then out with a girlfriend and I don't have time to shower between engagements. There are times when it is important for my mental health to wind back. Walking is as close to relaxing as I get. In these instances walking is my equivalent to couch time. I feel rejuvenated and stronger because of it. Trust me, I need as much strength as I can muster!
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