While the author is unknown to the quote above it is so true. Yesterday I awoke to a computer glitch with my online banking that sent me from zero to sixty in no time.
First i wigged, then I prayed and then I went for a walk. It is times like these that walking partners are great. I told Mark and Noel what happened and they commiserated their experiences with the same thing. Before long the craziness and stress of it were gone.
Halfway down Water Street, the loose dog was more of a problem. The we discussed the more weighty matters of life. Like what we were going to eat that evening and adding recipes to this blog.
Did I mention I was vegetarian too. Not a good one but a trying one. That's my life! ha ha
Yesterday morning was amazing with the moon looking purplish and pushing through clouds over the Shentel building. Then as the sun began to rise we enjoyed the clearing and warmth of the sun. Great morning.
So upon arriving home I called the bank and Sharon was great. I told her what the problem was and she said "no problem" we can take care of it.
Instead of a small insignificant "thing" controlling my life and taking on a life of it's own, it was reduced. Now how did that happen? I went for a walk. I moved on with living not worrying. Trust me that's not easy, but it works and we can all do it. We should all do it.
Don't tell anyone but I think we are designed to live, not worry. What a concept. So get out of that box!
So let me know what interests you about walking. Feedback is good! I think we have a walking club starting in Woodstock, too! Go Eva and Peg!
As my mother would say, "go take a walk and get the stink blown off ya!"
Till Monday, keep walkin!
Ron
More than a year ago, I had my first panic attack.
First and only, hopefully.
It was just a bad combination of stress. New marriage. New bills. New pressures at work. I hadn't been getting regular exercise (as I was accustomed). Next thing I knew, I was taking a ride in an ambulance.
For months afterward, I struggled with reoccurring symptoms. Chills. Bouts of anxiety. Heart palpitations. It was a long period of adjustment, mostly because there was not way to switch off the sources of stress. Just had to keep going, keep learning.
In the end, the only things that calmed me down was a quick walk outside. Something about fresh air, the movement of my legs, and the steady beat of my heart made me feel confident again.
Officially, I have been feeling "normal" since about November of last year. (It took almost exactly one year to recover.) I'm chomping at the bit, so ready for warmer months, the street, my feet, and occasionally my bicycle.
It's going to be great, and I'm not going to let anything stand in my way.
Interesting because last spring I had the same thing only I thought it was heart. Just stress and we won't go there right now, but we do need to let it go. It is totally unproductive. When you get back I have a surprise for you. It is a bike trail with your name on it.
Ron