Every few years I decide I want to attempt, again, to be a runner.
I get the RUNNINGurge.
(except for that one time but Ive realized that was an anomaly.)
Finally, thanks to a move to Oakland and turning 45, I have made peace with who I really am.
More than that, even, I own it.
I loved every single, facet of walking the Zooma 10k.
I walked, I chatted, I power walked, I enjoyed the scenery, I walkedsofastitwasALMOSTarun, I made new friends.
I bought this photo & now cannot find it:
#wycwyc walking is my happy place.
At 45 I’ve finally learned walking helps me think.
Unlike running, which isn’t a natural movement for me, when I walk my mind wanders.
When I walk I write in my head.
The benefits of my walks are found equally in my bod & my computer as words pour out upon my return to my desk.
And these days?
Even though the CrAzY of my life is all good stuffs?
Like 13.1 miles of meditation:
Yep. My beloved HOKAs and I are off to the ATX!
And yet I acknowledge this is faaaar longer than I have ever walked.
I’ve done 13 miles —thanks to The Chairman when he was a puppypuppy—but that’s been in the course of an entire day.
Which is not exactly the plan for this race.
Th key word being plan as in Ive got none.
And so I turn to you.
Readers about running?
Writers about walking?
What’s your best tip for training to walk a half-marathon?