Distance: 3 miles, Yoga
So Ciwt has always tended to be an afternoon exerciser. Occasionally mid-day. But in the last few days she's taken her (beloved) walk first thing (or so) in the morning. The object was to avoid congestion, have as much space as possible. But, unexpectedly, it also made her days feel smoother, more easily productive. Yes, on the morning walks there had been fewer people/more freedom/more walking enjoyment, but the results felt beyond those things.
Then today she read a passage by a Swedish man whose family began every day with a walk before releasing the children to do whatever they wanted with the rest of the day.
"You may play inside now," my mother would say, smiling. We had been nomadic for a brief period and were allowed to be civilized again. It was a principle we had been raised to follow: if you want to sit still, first you have to move around.
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