Walking - Week 2 starts...
I wanted to roll over and go back to sleep this morning. It was just after 7 and my body cried out for more sleep. But it also cried out, more loudly, that I get up and get moving. 8 minutes later, I was out in the bright sunlight, walking down the same street as every morning last week. Yes, I did rest yesterday, but that was yesterday.
I went further than any day last week. Not all that much further, maybe a block and a half. But there is a 7-11 now within sight and at some point in the coming days, I will walk all the way there. I will treat myself to some cold water, before walking back home.
There was a man pulling into a parking lot as I passed. He fell in behind me, and for a moment I felt vulnerable and became much more alert. I am not comfortable with someone walking close behind me that I don't know on an otherwise empty street. I quickened my pace, but he stopped and used a key to go into a storefront that had been closed and locked. The quickened pace felt good and I maintained it for a bit, until I started feeling slightly short of breath.
For part of today's walk, I was running in my mind. In South Korea of all places. The small U.S. unit I was part of was stationed on a large Republic of Korea Air Force base. The main road, which ran next to the barracks I lived in, ran on into the interior of the base as far as the eye can see. It became one of my favorite runs while I was there, a run I used my commander's pick-up truck to measure off. There was a 2.5 mile stretch that I would run out and back, to make a 5 mile run, most afternoons after the workday was over. There were few buildings or activities out in that area, and unless I happened to encounter another runner (ususally Korean), I'd be all alone.
I also noticed something different this morning as I walked. I saw a flower shop I'd never seen or noticed before. I saw several empty storefronts I hadn't paid attention to before, and noticed their "For Lease" signs. I saw a big "For Lease" sign on a building that is occupied. Is the occupant going under? Moving elsewhere? Perhaps in the days to come, I will find out as I continue to pass that location.
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