A Little of This; A Little of That

Got in over 10,500 yesterday. Don't know who chose that particular number yet, to get that many a day takes some persistence, I'll tell ya! Got in about 8,000 yesterday morning during my first walk ~ the other 2,000 is easy.

While I was walking I was feeling how the front of my thighs are doing. Seems I'm getting some muscle there.

Reminded me of when I went to Europe in the 70's with a former boyfriend. We had $300 for 3 weeks in England, France and Spain. Not a lot of money, even in those days. What we did was spend a LOT of time walking, took the train when possible, found bed and breakfasts for about $2.50 a night (w/stale cereal for breakfast); and, in England, lots of fish and chips (didn't go veg until '86). I told myself that when I got home I was going to continue walking because I like how my legs felt. They were strong and muscular.

Well, I didn't. There were times when I did yet, living in No. Hollywood, I was living on flat land and found it boring. Didn't realize how much I disliked living there until we decided to move. Our lease was up and Himself was doing voice-over recording which was really difficult since we lived in the airport flight path. Time to go!

We had certain requirements so, it took a bit longer than the 2 weeks it normally takes me to find a place to live. Now there were two of us with requirements ~ so, it took twice as long ~ one month ~ yet, it became almost our full-time job during that time. We'd get up in the morning, go through Craigslist and begin the search.

We needed at least 4, if not 5 bedrooms OR, 3 in the house and a private one bedroom or REALLY large guest house. Since many of the places we looked at were un-sold homes, many of the people were using their guest house or garage for furniture storage. We were ready to sign on one, then found that out about their really great guest house which He was going to use as a studio. It was like ~ um, so why show it to us?

We wanted another but the woman decided we didn't have enough debt ~ er, credit. Meaning someone with debt was a safer bet than people who live without debt? How does that work?

Anyway, the other component for me is, hills. I wanted to be able to walk out my door and be able to go up and down hilly streets.

We KNEW what we wanted and went out and got it not say "I can live with this". We found lots of lovely places yet, not big enough, wrong/bad neighborhood, too much traffic, etc. We held out and, got what we wanted and needed. He's got two rooms for office/recording studio; I've got two rooms for office/healing room; 3-car garage for cars and storage.. large semi-private backyard for my garden plus, room to train... AND, hills and mountains. What's been interesting is, right where I go walking, bears have been sighted.

Oh! The real reason I started writing this today is, for awhile there, even though I walked some, I found my legs getting weak and my balance going off. If you notice old people, one of the first things to go is their legs; their support system, their under-standing, their foundation.

I noticed yesterday that, at age 60, my understanding is strong, my balance good! I get out and walk! I breath the fresh, cleanest, morning air daily. I get to know my neighborhood at ground level.

Now, going to a gym and/or walking a treadmill is better than nothing yet, understand that, what you're breathing is recycled air (in the gym) and, some of the most noxious, polluted air one can breath in the house.

I know people will tell me they have no time to get out; it's dark (it is here!) and they're afraid, yada, yada, yada. Well, I'll tell ya, with all the out-gassing in your house, it really behooves you to get out and breath as fresh and as clean air as you can at least once a day. Is it dangerous being out at 5 a.m. here? Some yet, most gang members have given up by that time. The bears and coyotes are still up though. I do carry pepper spray and at least one knife when I go out. Yet, even with bears, coyotes, gang members, I'd rather be out, breathing and knowing I'm alive than walking a treadmill feeling like a hamster in a cage going nowhere.

Yeah, yeah, I know. You get to watch the bad news while walking the treadmill. Nice way to wake up, ya? Watch the bad news before going to bed; watch more when you wake up. Pollute your brain as well as your lungs. Oh! did I say that aloud?

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Injoy,

Revvell