A short while after I woke up this morning, my body (which seems to be separate from my brain from time to time), was hoping in a Holly dog sort of way: "Walk! walk? we're going for a walk today?!"
So I scrubbed my plans to do a loop at Juniper and go swimming, and opted for a walk at Old Mill Loop again. The temperature was 47, the sky grey, and round wet snow was drifting down when I got in the car and drove to Miller's Landing.
McKay was still in the throes of construction work, so it was back to the round about. I noticed that The Pavilion parking lot was near the round-about, so the walk to the Pavilion isn't far from McKay or Miller's. There were no kayakers Whitewater Park. I briefly studied how the riparian area was made, so that the water going into it isn't as turbulent as it had been during construction.
It seemed as though I made the walk in a matter of a few minutes, instead of a skin-crawling half an hour. As I neared the flagged footbridge, I noticed that the Simpson Avenue bridge didn't seem as far away as it had even yesterday. Next week, tomorrow, sometime soon I will just walk out there and cross the bridge and add another mile to my walk.
I didn't check to make sure I'd walked half an hour, but I did go around the perimeter path of Miller's Landing. Afterwards, I went to the library, and without a second thought, trotted up the inside stairs to the second floor, easily.
This is Day 45, half way through the 90. I didn't meet my goal of making the 90 by January, but I'm still at it!
So I scrubbed my plans to do a loop at Juniper and go swimming, and opted for a walk at Old Mill Loop again. The temperature was 47, the sky grey, and round wet snow was drifting down when I got in the car and drove to Miller's Landing.
| Miller's Landing, copyright Bend Parks and Rec. |
McKay was still in the throes of construction work, so it was back to the round about. I noticed that The Pavilion parking lot was near the round-about, so the walk to the Pavilion isn't far from McKay or Miller's. There were no kayakers Whitewater Park. I briefly studied how the riparian area was made, so that the water going into it isn't as turbulent as it had been during construction.
It seemed as though I made the walk in a matter of a few minutes, instead of a skin-crawling half an hour. As I neared the flagged footbridge, I noticed that the Simpson Avenue bridge didn't seem as far away as it had even yesterday. Next week, tomorrow, sometime soon I will just walk out there and cross the bridge and add another mile to my walk.
I didn't check to make sure I'd walked half an hour, but I did go around the perimeter path of Miller's Landing. Afterwards, I went to the library, and without a second thought, trotted up the inside stairs to the second floor, easily.
This is Day 45, half way through the 90. I didn't meet my goal of making the 90 by January, but I'm still at it!
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