Tag Archives: exercise
July Twenty-ninth; Depression Doesn’t Discriminate
Some days can be a struggle. I am long overdue for a trip to hike the mountain, but today is supposed to be one of the hottest days of the summer. I could probably handle it, as long as I … Continue reading
Day 154; Footnotes of Do You Believe in Magic?
Magic… the real, and the imagined..or is it? Magic Bullet blender.. Years ago I ran across a sale and bought two. One for my now late husband to take with him on his truck in the hopes it would help … Continue reading
Day 120; Footnotes of Work in Progress
It isn’t just hikes up a mountainside. I’m trying to be healthy. Well, healthier. Winter made me lazy even though I’ve been told that we don’t have a winter. And we don’t. Not like some places, but I have zero … Continue reading
Day 104; Footnotes of They’re Missing It
I hike Crowder’s Mountain for several reasons. Other than the obvious of, because I can. I do it to make sure I get my exercise in. I always take the trail with the 336 steps going up. That trail is … Continue reading
Day102; Footnotes of a Good Day
I don’t know. This morning I either saw a ghost cat, yet one more cat among the many, or Mustard, the cat that has been missing for weeks, was in my back yard this morning. I really doubt that it … Continue reading
Day70; Footnotes of I Did What?
So yes, today made three days in a row that Bella and I hiked Crowder’s Mountain. My leg muscles may never forgive me, at least not for a while yet. At times today I was stopping because of my screaming … Continue reading
January Twenty-ninth; A New Ugly Word
I am about to use an ugly word. Exercise. How cruel can one be? The other day it was diet, and today exercise. (So speaks the one sitting comfortably in their chair, drinking coffee, and watching the sun rise … Continue reading
January Twenty-fifth; A New Peace
I am sitting here, waiting on the morning call from my mother, enjoying my coffee and listening to the rain falling outside. I’ve also been visiting the many blogs that I follow. Every one with something to share. Every one, … Continue reading
January Fourteenth; New Goals from Scribbles and Scraps
Sitting here staring out the window at the dull, bareness of Winter. The sky is that dull, grey, overcast blanket that is doing nothing to cheer me. Even the birds are quiet this morning. If only the sun would come … Continue reading
December Thirtieth; If I Could Give a Gift
Finally, the end of a nightmare year is in sight. We are on the eve, of New Year’s Eve. Outside my window the sky is heavily overcast, just as it seems this year has been. Storm clouds of various forms … Continue reading
