November 7, 2022
After getting out of the habit at the start of Covid, in the spring I started walking Ginger every day again, which I hadn't done consistently since she was a puppy. She needed the exercise to try to get some strength and coordination back in her rear legs, and it's not like I couldn't stand to burn a few calories.
As Ginger's mental state and general health declined, those walks basically became the only time I could leave the house on a weekday -- it got to the point that if I left in the evening the odds were good that I'd come home to shitapalooza. So those walks became a bit of a mental health thing for me too.
With Ginger gone I decided I should keep up the daily walking. It started as a walk around the block after I logged off in the evening, like when she was alive, then expanded to the subdevelopment, then shifted to lunchtime so I could go out (a) before losing daylight and (b) so I wouldn't delay dinner too much and cause the GERD to flare up (so to speak).
At the moment I'm taking my lunch walk, then having dinner right after work and going into Old Town Manassas to walk a bit of it off and play some Pokemon Go. For as much as I dislike going to the gym, low-key stuff like this is nice and relaxing for me.
I should have done this sooner, for several reasons. The trick now will be to keep it up through the winter. Maybe laziness won't win out for once.
