Quite a few residents keep asking me, “When are you going out walking again?” Some because they say it motivates them to get out when they see me, some because they want to walk with me.
It’s nice to know I motivate others but, being the loner that I am, the idea of those others walking with me is a total turn off. Consequently, I’d already decided that, when I do get out walking again, I’d walk the neighborhood, rather than the complex where others could join in.
Lord knows I wake up every morning fully intending to head out, actually NEED to get out and into a routine again because my body is becoming stiff from inactivity, but haven’t been able to make myself just do it.
It occurred to me the other day I need motivation. You'd think the aches and pains were motivation enough, but noooo.
Heading to bed last night, I once again planned to head out today. Evidently, my subconscious wanted me to follow through with that plan because I dreamt of, not walking, but running -- miles and miles of city streets. Not because anyone was chasing me; just because it felt good to run.
Waking up at 5:30, this is what I saw.
Instead of being disappointed, my reaction was to smile and silently thank God for a good excuse.
On facebook, after breakfast, I saw where a friend had posted two race sites I was unfamiliar with. Browsing both sites, I found my motivation.
That's pretty shallow that I'm more motivated by pretty bling, rather than the elimination of aches and pains, but there it is. I am now registered and raring to go. For this finishing medal I’d even participate in the rain.
Even though I’ve walked over 400 miles last year and year before, having turned 72 back in January, I don’t want to pressure myself unduly so, on the challenge section of the second site, only signed up for 100.
On tap for today is making tamales for Apache’s February 2nd Candlemas party.
Not going to have to make many, because most of the seniors are off to the casino that day.
With fewer folks to please, I’ve decided to please myself with butter not lard. And though I don’t have access to organic masa, I do have Bob’s Red Mill -- a trustworthy and healthy brand in and of itself.
Filling is to be rotisserie chicken marinated in salsa verde.
Unfortunately, whereas I could have gone to the market for the chicken yesterday, not expecting this change in the weather, I held off until today. So looks like I’m going to have to brave the weather after all.