I’m feeling swamped here at my desk today, and really had to force myself into shoes and out the door for what I was calling a tick-the-box walk. I told myself I’d just take a quick swing around the (long) block, then come home and get back to work. But it didn’t work like that, and I have to admit, it never does. Yes, I only went out because of my commitment to walk daily for all of 2015, and yes, I was trying to get by with minimal effort… but then my body responded to the rhythm of my feet, and I felt myself relax into the walking, and then I looked up and saw this:
And my heart leaped. I’m in England. I really do live here, and I will never get over the fact that London Road really does mean the road to London. How amazing is that? Ten minutes later I was back home and back to work, happier and more relaxed than when I started.
Maybe there really isn’t any such thing as tick-the-box walking.