A Saturday Walk

I decided to try to look at exercise in a new way. I reminded myself that by walking, more oxygen would go to my brain, thereby helping me think better and more quickly. I’d be able to keep those old synapses firing properly. Plus, strolling would give me the added benefit of a more pleasant me because of all of the lovely mood altering chemicals I would be naturally dumping in my brain: free Prozac.

I have a county conservation park two blocks down my street. It sits on the rivers nearby. Cody and I usually just walk down to the end of the street and back. Today being Saturday and with no particular plans for a change, we decided to walk in the park.

I took pictures along the way. Cody enjoyed himself by sniffing and peeing along the paths. Yellow finches, fat robins and many hidden birds dashed through the bushes chirping at each other. We were totally alone during the whole walk. I imagined we were explorers in a new land. By the time we got back home, an entire hour had passed. I feel quite satisfied with myself.