It was a cool and grey Monday morning and I was tired after a full weekend. It had been great fun but a lot of fizz had been consumed and I had been a little fragile the day after. I didn’t really want to walk…

In years past, I would have given in, but here I was all dressed in my gear and ready to go. I still procrastinated though, mulling over a couple of family issues that were eating away and making me feel annoyed and frustrated. The time was ticking away and I had loads to do. It was the kind of morning that I would love to do my yoga instead but my wrist still wasn’t strong enough for that.

Something kept me on going walking though and I knew it would be good for me even though I didn’t quite feel that just now. My body needed this… so I left, 20 minutes later than planned, but I got out there.

Usually I have an idea in mind as to where I am going but today, at the gate, I hesitated and then I turned left and kept on, along the streets. I was feeling grey like the weather and the grey streets seemed fitting. My head was heavy. I was sad, hurt, angry and as I walked I held conversations in my head. As I walked, actually I was pounding the pavements now, I went through scenarios, I questioned, I rewound.

I was in automatic mode, just going through the paces, one step in front of another, moving at speed and fat burning at a pace I often have to be so much more conscious about.

I had been working through my emotions, beating some of it out as I might choose to beat or pound a pillow or cushion.

Before I knew it, I was about half way round this particular route and I’d only left 15 minutes ago. I had noticed nothing at all. The mindfulness of my many walks just didn’t exist because I was so in my head.

As I reached the half way point and turned home, I started to be a little more aware. I was actually feeling so much better.

The fast pace and the pounding of my feet on the hard grey ground had allowed me to work through what was going on in my head. The focus on my thoughts had been rather lazer like and without realising it consciously, because of course my subconscious knew what was happening, I had chosen a simple path that needed less attention making the staying in my head so much easier.

I often talk about taking your problems out for a walk and it really works. The rhythm of walking, of moving and of pace and pounding allows the negativity to be worked through, that’s the more physical side; the fresh air allows the fuzziness to be worked through too, like clearing cobwebs, and being in space, I believe, creates space in your head, in your mind. There are less distractions so you have that physical and mental space and in taking yourself away from an environment or from people, who may have caused the angst and stress in the first place, it’s easier to think clearly.

I came back feeling calmer, I had slowed down – the pace on the return half wasn’t as fast or frenetic and the physical workout had me full of energy.

Not a bad way to start the day.

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