Double UGH

I didn't want to walk today. I had a very hard time waking up after an anxiety-filled night, so I was tired. But, I got the kids off to school and headed to the track. It took me over a mile to get into it. I wanted so badly to quit. I rounded the corner at 1.5 miles and sped up as I usually do, turning my .mp3 to Paul Simon's "You Can Call Me Al" because it has the perfect rhythm for a really fast walk. I made my lap into 1.75...the song ended. I started it over. I lapped 2 miles. Then 2.25. Then 2.5, 2.75, 3. Then, Pachelbel came on and I slowed down through 3.25, 3.5. Harry Belafonte brought me home through 3.75 and Scott Joplin's "The Entertainer" played me into 4. I sat down and did some stretches and as I finished up, Ray and Willie finished me up with "Seven Spanish Angels." I lay on the ground trying to stretch myself taller, my eyes closed, my mind clear for the first time in 24 hours. I didn't walk that last mile because I needed to physically--I walked that last mile because I needed to mentally and emotionally. It was a release.

I'm home now, literally and figuratively. I hope it takes me through the end of the day.

Miles walked: 4
Time: 3 miles in an hour...another half-hour to finish the 4th.

I have walked 23.05 miles -- 2.31% of my goal of 1000 miles!!