I walked twenty-six miles today. And I didn’t even fall down! (I did slide a couple times on the ice, but managed to play it cool, or managed at least to not eat it yet.) In what will be the most boring thing I could do, I posted the times below out of their Google docs spreadsheet.
Cheryl Strayed (via dejsong)
Yes! This is up there with the Amy Poehler thing about doing things right now, before you’re ready, because great people do things before they are ready.
I think about this a lot, just in general.
Yesterday I went to the park to really walk for the first time in months. A small part of the track was still covered in ice, but it was much shorter than before, so I sort of just tried not to slip and fall down along that piece each time. I was worried I’d be a lot slower, but the first mile was just under eight minutes. I didn’t time the rest. I missed walking. I did about ten miles and it was 18 degrees out, but it was fun. This is probably boring. I am boring.