A friend recently took a trip to Florida. She planned to be away for three weeks and wondered if she should ask the Post Office to hold her mail. I volunteered to pick it up for her. After all, she only lives a few doors from me and I thought that little walking would be good for me.
After a few days, I decided to take the long way. I walked around the corner, then to her house, then back to mine. It was hard at first, I've gotten so lazy. It still tires me, but I can go a lot further without thinking this was a mistake.
Lately, I've noticed that I have a lot more ambition in the house. I've been working on my office all week and you can actually see the floor and most of the desk. While I was cleaning, I found several cd's that I hadn't downloaded to my computer and i-pod. I also ordered some storage boxes for all my cd's and I've filled four of them. The fifth is almost full too. Now I can get rid of my cd racks, they take too much room. Although...they may make nice plant stands. I think I'll put them in the garage until I make a final decision.
We have bulk pick-up this Tuesday so I've been gathering all the stuff that's either broken or I no longer need. That's getting to be quite a collection.
All this because I started to take short walks. Imagine what I can accomplish once I start walking a mile or so. It boggles the mind.