I really need to exercise…I have decided that walking would be a safe gentle way to start. For the longest time the weather was very cold, so I had a good excuse to postpone going out. But this week, the temperature has been milder and this morning the sun was shining, the sky was a sparkling blue with not a cloud in sight. This was the day to start walking. I had the perfect destination: I had clothes to pick up at the cleaners, mail to drop at the post office and a deposit to make at the bank, all next to each other about 15 minutes from my home.
I took my sweet time getting ready…I used up all my delaying tactics: I cleaned, cooked, made phone calls…but it was TIME!
I gathered the mail, the cleaner’s stub, got my wallet, my keys, my sun glasses, I put on my coat, boots and scarf, I gathered my gloves. I was ready!
I confidently stepped outside, inhaled deeply, straightened proudly and was on my way! My very first step landed on a patch of nice slick ice. I saw the tip of my boots point to the sky, heading upwards. That was intriguing but not without elegance…until the rest of me followed. I landed on my butt with a thump. It hurt! I did not bump my head but got a good whiplash. My hands were scraped, as I had not yet put on my gloves. I pulled myself up, my pride hurting as much as my backside and walked back into the house with as much dignity as I could muster in case someone had seen me fall. I took off my coat and decided that walking was too violent an activity for me. I went straight to bed and took a nap.