Walking Goals

So I am walking 5 days a week for 3.5-3.8 miles per day every early morning (so as to do so alone), and have done so for a few months now. Here is what I have noticed:

1. I sing better. My voice is stronger and better sounding and more precisely pitched. This is due to greater breath support.

2. I do not get sick. Everyone around me, in the house, whatever could be sick but I am not.

3. I feel better. Breathing is easier. Moving is easier. My clothes fit better.

4. I look good. Well, better, and keep having people tell me that.

5. I have more energy. I walk and then can dig ditches and clean trees and haul concrete and rock, transfer aggregate, whatever and still cook and clean and homeschool the kids and coach homeschool P.E. (yes, they roped me in again), clean mom’s place and walk her dog, and whatever else I have to do. I go all day. I sleep well, but that is a good thing.

6. I am less stressed. Life is stressful now. It just is. And walking helps a lot. I am nicer and ready for the day because I pray the whole time I walk, making sure to start the day right, alone with God in the world He made.

These are the main benefits. I would encourage you to try it and see how n it benefits you.❤

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Blessing of Motion 

It is beautiful to move. 3 miles this morning. About a mile pushing the mower lol. More walking at the park with my daughter later in and a good swim. I am happy to be motile and am thankful God has made us healthy and movable. How boring would it be to stay in the same spot all day? How thankful I am just to be able to move around and exercise. We must count our blessings. There is a good one… motion. ☺❤

45 Minute Walk

So, I doubled my normal 1.5 miles, making it 3 miles this morning for my walk. Bow, this cracks me up because I thought I was walking fast. Lol it though took me 45 minutes. Even if I don’t count the slow walk cool down afterwards, that would still make it 40 minutes, 13.3 minutes per mile. When I was running 5K runs, I was in great shape (before my daughter was conceived, 8 years ago) and could run a mile in 6.5 minutes. Oh how the mighty have fallen! Lol I am walking not running (because I love my knees) but still. I will have to keep trying. Maybe God will bless my efforts. ☺ I found have much more energy now and am less stressed, so maybe He already has. ☺ Have a beautiful morning and dat, everyone. God love you! ❤

Trailer Park Playground

When I was young, pre-10, I lived in a rough and ready, salt of the earth trailer park with my parents and sister. My sister was an indoor child, preferring Barbie dolls of which mom made homemade clothes for (gag!). I preferred action. I loved riding my bike a lot, plating on our gym set a lot, pretending to be a super hero (Incredible Hulk mostly, don’t laugh), play the piano or bounce for hours on the rebounder on too-rainy days, etc. But my favorite outdoor thing was the trailer park playground. I could usually round up some other action-oriented kids and play wild imaginary adventures on the jungle gym. It was an effort to reach my short chunky legs between the really wide bars to go up, took a lot of strategy. I would learn some secular songs the kids sang (we were only allowed to listen to Christian or a little country), we would fight, we made up with a friendly slug in the arm, we would play again. The sandbox was enormous and whole world’s were reenacted therr, best after a good rain when we could build up mountains. The swings were the real ones that squeaked and we’re about 30 feet tall. We tried our best to go all the way around the top. And a lot if life was lived on that pkayground. Mostly alone, sometimes there were other people, but even then I was never alone and prayed. I had real talks about God, asking Him if He would give me super strength. And I honestly believe He did. It just was a different, more usable form of strength. And I owe a lot to that playground. I take my kids a lot. Something about them sparks the imagination and critical thinking, and who knows maybe some talk time with God. 🙂

A Beautiful Morning

All mornings are beautiful when you wake up with a clear conscious, count your blessings and focus on God. (In fact, you sleep better when those things are true of uour night too. Come to think of it, days are better if that is also true of tour day. Lol) But this morning was particularly beautiful. The sun was just as bright but hidden a tad behind a thin veil of clouds. There was a refreshing breeze that tickled my hair to fly around a bit. The birds were singing their morning praise and breakfast songs. Walking was sweet in conversation with the Lord, like walking with my best friend and Savior. I realized something exquisite, a new truth I had never fully embraced and indeed embraced it (sorry, that is between my Lord and I). And the walk was refreshing in every way. Getting back to the house, everyone was still asleep so I sat and rested on the porch swing, enjoying the mockingbird in our bistro vines searching out their breakfast. God is peace and joy. And if you walk with Him, you are too. I am ready for the day. I love you. Have a beautiful day! ❤ 

What Exercise Does for Me

As I have shared, I started walking a bit ago and am walking 5 out of 7 days a week now at least 1.5 miles a day. Yesterday, I doubled that. And here are the benefits so far: 1. I have toned down a bit. 2. I have a LOT more energy and stamina for the day (for instance, today I walked then mowed, cleaned the house, vacuumed, quilted, washed dishes, did laundry, cooked breakfast and lunch for everyone and it is 5:22pm). 3. My breathing is better. I was starting to snore and am not now (so my kids tell me lol). 4. My mood is better. Oh so much better. It gets rid of little frustrations and improves outlook and compensates for things not being quite what you want, thus fostering contentment. 5. It helps my back line up and feel better. 6. This one is most important, it gives me time alone to talk to God and start the day praising Him. Ahhhh. ❤

Walking With my Boy

So, my son decides yesterday to get up really early in the morning with me and walk with me to start the day. He is normally a night person like me and hard to get out of bed, so I was expecting the worst. Instead, he pops right up and is eager to go. Oy. So off we go and I am pleasantly surprised because I generally love walking time to enjoy God’s creation and talk to Him and just be quiet. I thought my chatty son would be a peace deterrent but instead he was pleasingly quiet with the sparce comment here or there. Lovely. So he will be joining me and we have more time together, and I thank God for that. Another happy place. Wonderful. 🙂