There’s been a lot going in my life lately and for some reason, I haven’t been motivated to do any of it. This isn’t like me at all because usually I veer towards over-activity rather than whatever it is that’s going on right now. I’m not sure what’s happening but I need to sort it out eventually.
Sadly, this feeling extends to my workouts and so here I am, unproductive once again. However, all is not lost because at least I’ve been keeping up with my cardiovascular activity lately and going on 60-90 minute walks each day with the dogs. I’ll admit that my dogs aren’t the most athletic but for the hour or so that we’re out there, they keep up a steady pace and it’s nice to enjoy the last bit of this warm fall weather. More than anything, these walks are giving me a chance to take some time and reflect, sort out all the feelings in my head. Each time we get home I feel better than I did and I’m hoping that I’ll build up that routine that I’m so clearly craving.
Years ago as I was studying for my Master’s, I read a book called “Walking, Literature, and English Culture: The Origins and Uses of Peripatetic,” which examined the relationship between English authors/artists and the process of walking as a means of contemplation and a catalyst for creativity. As was typical of writers at this time, they would commit long, regular intervals of time on a daily basis towards walking and strolling around, not to get to their appointments or meetings, but purely for the enjoyment of it. During these walks, they would take the opportunity to observe the world around them and reflect, and this ritual eventually became an important part of the creative process. However, as our societal relationship with nature evolved, this practice of walking began to erode, which in turn affected so many other components that I won’t get into here. You can imagine though what the removal of this practice – the purposeful dedication to walking and reflecting – would do to an individual.
What I’m getting at, and this was probably the most boring and convoluted way of telling you this – is that walking is an important act, for both your physical and mental health, so try and get out there. While I know that most people don’t have the luxury of committing large amounts of time to this activity, walking (just for the sake of it!) in what feels like small amounts will do wonders for your mood, I promise. And though this isn’t ground breaking by any stretch of the imagination, if you are having a hard time like I am, just start doing something, anything, and you’ll get there.