A couple of days ago I went out in the morning and thought of the book by Lawrence Block - A Walk Among the Tombstones. Not that I was actually walking among the tombstones, but I went as far as the little cemetery and saw the stones standing there; some shiny, some worn to the point of obscurity with the dew on the grass and the rain still being shaken from the trees' leaves from an earlier rain. It was pretty and peaceful. (His book isn't pretty or peaceful by the way-but the title was what made me think about the scene in front of me.)
The next day (yesterday) I didn't feel all that well and so my walk was short and I did some push-ups to mix it up. (Not while walking mind you but after the day was done.)
Today, I don't feel a whole lot better but went out anyway because that's the thing about a goal like this - it is for 90 days straight. I once read about a runner who had run everyday for something like years; rain or shine (don't know if they lived in a snow region) but I was impressed with that. The gist of this article was that they found the constancy of running every day kept them from getting sick - or becoming too sick to do anything - since they had to go out for their run - and then having accomplished that they obviously weren't THAT sick - and so in the end they didn't get sick. Fresh air and exercise I'm sure have something to do with that as well - but it could be as much a case of mind over matter.
Anyway, I am going along and we will see how my mind makes it through the duration.
69 to go.
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