I have decided to start taking walks again. I am still wobbly,and because of the risk of falling I cannot walk by myself,. Also, my husband has been banned from running by his doctor, because of several ruptured discs in his back, so he will be walking with me. We are also getting a new puppy in September when she is old enough, and she will need to be walked on a regular basis. So, no excuses for me anymore walking it is.
The funny thing is about walking out of my drive and hitting the road is I have two choices: uphill or uphill. We decided to walk....drumroll....UPHILL!! We took a left hand turn out of the driveway which is the steepest hill, but it is the closest route to the next road and has the fewest home and the least traffic.
The walk to the end of our road is at least 90% up hill, and it is not a gentle rolling hill. It is a STEEP hill. I thought I was going to die on the way up, and my husband asked me several times if I needed to stop and turn around. I told him that I was NOT going to let this hill beat me, and that my mind, body, soul, and new puppy(LOL) needed me to start walking. I meant I was going to make that hill!
I was wobbly, and I was holding my husband's hand. I did not stop! I was telling the hill out loud that it was not going to beat me, and I continued walking until I made it to the top. After I got to the top I yelled "YAY!" and my husband laughed at me, and said, "That is a hell of a hill isn't it?" I said, "Yes it is, but we made it.
We walked the rest of the way to the end of the road, and then walked home. It was all down hill from there. LOL I suppose the entire walk was a bit over a half a mile. Not much in the grand scheme of things, but for me with my physical limitations, I felt like I had climbed Mt. Everest!