Dear God, I didn't intend my brief lament to turn into the long goodbye.
But I hadn't realized how sad I truly was and I guess I took the week to process my feelings. Like that's ever fun....
But I'm back and almost raring to go.
I just did a half hour of PT stretching, then some yoga and crunches.
It's always amazing to me how much better I feel, inside and out, after some exercise.
It's like gardening or reading. There's a 100% guarantee I'll totally tune out that annoying voice in my head and just focus on what is in front of me.
I also had a brisk uphill walk after a fast shopping trip. I went for underwear and came back with two pair of workout pants, a pair of jeans and khakis, the NYT times and an iced latte.
I am a good hunter and gatherer. Though I wished I had bought an extra hand to hold my umbrella because it rained on me all the way home.
There's an article in the Times Style section today on how walking is becoming a hot new thing in LA.
According to an Australian study each additional hour of TV a person sits and watches increases her chance of dying by 11%. What?
The "prescription" is to start and keep moving. They're calling it "walk therapy".
And if I sound like I'm gently making fun of this of course I am. After all it's Hollywood.
But do I believe in the healing powers of getting our muscles moving and blood pumping?
Absolutely.
And how did I work my way out of my doldrums this week?
Walking and exercising.
I rest my case.
But not my body.
All this exercise and talking about it has given me an appetite. I strongly feel mahi- mahi and mango salsa are in my future.
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Gotta run.
xo Jane
I like walking. It's great way to SEE things. But I should spend more time doing it.
ReplyDeleteI also like mahi-mahi with mango salsa. There's a restaurant near Shelley that has mahi-mahi with beans-n-rice, fried plantain, and a grilled avocado filled with mango salsa. It's one of my favorite things ever.
Grilled avocado? Well I never. But I would in a heartbeat.
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like walking to reach that serene state in which you are thinking without thinking you are thinking. You're sounding well.
ReplyDeleteWell said, attaining Zen through walking.
DeleteGlad you're feeling better.
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xo
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DeleteJane, Walking is always a good thing. I also must enjoy climbing stairs as I spend a lot of time running up and down the stairs looking for my glasses and/or my cell. Have a wonderful week. Bonnie
ReplyDeleteHa! If I had stairs I would do exactly the same thing. Of course I'd also be tripping over cats...double the fun.
DeleteI love walking too. My troubles often sort themselves out, at least temporarily, while I walk.
ReplyDeleteAnd you have such beautiful places to walk.
DeleteI love walking and have embraced the meditative part that goes along with it.
ReplyDeleteI adore mango salsa on fresh halibut too....looks delicious!
Try grilling plums as the flavour gets richer and serve them warm with cocount bliss ice cream for dessert.
OMG that sounds good. Maybe I can get my beach hostess to give it a whirl. She's always up for ice cream!
DeleteHaving never been a runner, I've always loved walking. Time to think and see and think some more. You will have a fabulous holiday Jane - but I understand the emotion that it has suddenly unearthed. Thinking of you - and forever hoping that one day that holiday will be down under to NZ!
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely thing to hope for. I can't even imagine the delights that would await me.
DeleteWorking in New York for over twenty years I walked 25 blocks a day, and at a clip. Since I've ben working in New Jersey and driving for the past year I really miss it, in more ways than one. It's great exercise and always clears the cobwebs. Now what I do is make sure that every half hour I get up and walk around the office, they think I'm a little nutty.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you're a little nutty. Why else would we be friends! Did you read that article in the paper?
DeleteMahi-Mahi and mango salsa... my mother cooks this for me when I visit and I love it! xo
ReplyDeleteI concur. Exercise is the antidote to the screaming heebie jeebies. Slept 2 hours the other night because my head woke me up. Then spent an hour with some abused tennis balls, a racket and a wall. Slept like a baby the next night. A large, long, baby.
ReplyDeleteThe sitting thing goes for any sitting, including computer time. Scary, hey.
Gorgeous!
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