My son still calls and considers me a recluse. I promised him I would try and get out more and actually talk with people. Today, I took another step toward keeping that promise
.I belong to a Jeep club that holds charity and other events to support local businesses or groups. This morning was one such event. A 5K walk- run if you want, this morning in a local town.
I had checked and rechecked directions. I asked my son, I asked a friend. It was an easy ride. Once I crossed through this one certain intersection along the way, it was a straight shot. Have I mentioned, I am terrible at following directions?
Instead of going straight, for what ever reason, I had a few good excuses handy, I turned left. It didn’t take long to know that was not the correct direction. Turning around I got quickly back on track and found where two long lines of parked Jeeps were forming. Pulling in to the back of one line I got out and made my way to the group. I had managed to not only get there, but arrive a few moments early.
As soon as everyone had arrived and dropped in their donation money a group shot was taken. The course was explained and we were off and walking. I had feared that it would be cool, but the weather was perfect. Not too cool, not too hot and clear, blue sky above. The further we walked, the more spread out we become. Along the way, me being me, slid on muddy sidewalks three times and tripped over a raised section once. But I didn’t fall.
We walked, we talked, we enjoyed the morning. I enjoyed seeing the homes along the way. A few that had some serious age on them but were very well cared for. Some that looked very comfortable and homey. Then a lot of new town homes waiting for occupants. I saw several squirrel taking advantage of a good day to gather and a few folks out walking their dogs or pushing strollers made for moms who jog.
When everyone had made it back to the finish, we gathered and chatted for a few moments. Plans for the next events mentioned, details would soon be announced.After talking with a friend for a few moments, I said my good-byes and headed for home.
I had managed several checks on that promise. I went, I talked with people and I walked. I already have almost seven thousand of my ten thousand steps. My son worries a bit too much about my spending time alone. I do know that he realizes there are times when that loneliness gets to be a bit heavy to carry. But I did go today, this makes three Jeep events in a row. I am daring to try and keep trying.