Moving Forward

Making Strides

Once the weather started getting nice – about mid-Spring – I had the urge to get out and move again. To feel alive, feel the breeze, see things growing, smell the grasses and flowers as they emerged from their Winter sleep, to shake off the gray days that made up the last several months of my life.

Walking alone is okay some days but I have been feeling increasingly isolated during the pandemic – cut off from family, friends, coworkers, … from life.

So one day I called one of my sisters and convinced her to talk with me while I walked. And she decided to walk at the same time in her own neighborhood. Then we thought to loop in our other sister on the days she has time to walk “with” us, and she brought her husband along as well.

The beauty of this – beyond feeling connected again, of course – is that no one has to try to keep the same pace with me, walk uphill if I want to walk uphill, or even keep walking at all if I want a longer hike that day. There have been times when one or both sisters have been done with their walk and are back home, still chatting, while I finish up the last half-mile stretch on my route.

And if any of us come across fabulous flowers, cute animals, whatever, on our own part of the walk, we share the images via text.

It’s been a nice way to stay in touch, catch up on news, share the funny small moments from our weeks, and get some movement and sunshine as well.

Some days there is less to talk about than others but, hey, we’re part Irish… where there’s a will, there’s a conversation!

One Comment

  • Kelly

    I love our walks! When people ask about my weekend, and I say I walked with my sisters, they always question me, saying “ but don’t they live in CA? Are they up visiting?”