Why Do I Walk

Well the simple answer is I really enjoy it. Now I don’t only walk when I am feeling a bit down orstressed, having a bad day. I walk because as I said I really enjoy it.

Yes, if I am having a bad day it makes me feel better, if I am stressed it helps, it helps me think and sort out my thoughts and think through any problems.

I like it as a form of exercise but why did I start walking?

So Why Did I Start?

Well I used to be a runner or jogger more a jogger than a runner, this was a sport that I could do, not because I was brilliant I was never a Paula Radcliffe (if only) but I could put on a pair of good running shoes, a comfy kit and hit that road. No competition, no having to look the smartest or have the trendiest kit (well that something I have never been known for) but just me, the road and my thoughts.

I loved running in the rain, proper rain just getting out there and doing it, I could do it to suit me, in my time, fit around my life. Whenever I wanted to.

I did have a companion, my dog who was also my protector as I loved to run over the Heolgerrig mountain, around the reservoir places I suppose that can be lonely.

So What Changed?

So what changed, I dislocated my knee doing Karate (I only went to support the kids) and my running days were over, oh I did try and go back convincing myself I was OK, the pain was in my head not my knee but in the end I had to hang up my running shoes. These were dark days for me. I was lost, running was such a release for me, just getting out on the road, challenging myself and over the years I had done a number of races. I was never competitive with other runners but I was competitive with myself which would push me to push myself.

What Dawned On Me?

So after a long time it dawned on me that walking was just slower running, still out on the road, still with good footwear comfy clothes putting one foot in front of the other, so I started to walk.  The more I walked the better I felt, the better I felt the more I walked and guess what I can do it around my life, when I want to, am I still competitive yes, competing with myself and how far I can walk, which hill can I hit, what time can I do it in.

Oh and I still love walking in the rain

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