The wonderous wows of walking

IMG_20140125_154540“Hey, good morning!” says my neighbor as we get near enough to recognize each other on the dark sidewalk.  His wagging, grinning Setters strain towards me on their leashes. “Great weather for a change, eh? People are just gophering up all over the place!”

He’s right. In November and December.  the bully weather gods were particularly cruel,  slapping our faces with numbing  temperatures, excruciating winds, and driving snow. They tripped us with freezing drizzle that slicked the streets and sidewalks. But they became suspiciously kind this month.  For the first day in weeks,  I’ve popped my head out from  the sullen, overheated buses and the echoing rapid transit tunnels to resume my morning walk to work.

Even though at this time of the year, my route is illuminated only by streetlamps and vehicle headlights, these 40 minutes are brightly lit. Before my day is two hours old, I’ve already enjoyed a workout, and, according to physiotherapist Lauren Jenkins, I’m doing my body an immense favor. “Walking has the ability to improve our cardiovascular and respiratory function. It can reduce heart rate, blood pressure, and  health risks such as high triglycerides, increased clotting, and high body fat. Not only that, it can lower our overall risk for chronic conditions such as stroke, heart attack, type 2 diabetes, and cancer.” Wow – that’s an impressive list.  Jenkins also says that although balance can decline as we age, regular walking helps reduce the risk of falls and enhances our independence. Amen to that, sister.

I’ve also noticed that as I walk, my brain throws off the covers and comes alive. I plan home renovations and vacation destinations.  Blog post ideas leap up, and  I play chess games of best words, best order with their content.   This relationship between walking and thinking wouldn’t surprise John Medina,  a developmental  molecular biologist whose book and website Brain Rules tell us that “Exercise boosts brain power.”  Why?

These boots were made for, well, you know.....
These boots were made for, well, you know…..

“Our ancestors… walked an average of 12 miles a day…. Our brains developed as a survival organ that was designed to solve problems  in an unstable environment, in almost constant motion.”   Medina says that physical activity can  boost our concentration and impulse control, our foresight, and our problem solving ability, As a result, we can be more creative and, of course, healthier.

But I don’t spend my entire walk solving problems. I’m also mindful of being, well, mindful. Too often, we don’t pause to notice and  appreciate small instances of beauty,  to savor ourselves and our surroundings.  Walking gives me the chance to enjoy the cool air on my cheeks, and the scrunch of my boot cleats echoing up the recesses of the apartment high rises. I’ve stopped to snap pictures of  the ice IMG_20131113_074707freckled river. One morning,  I  looked down from the bridge I cross on the last leg of my journey and saw  “I LOVE YOU, JASON” written in the snow below. I  hoped that the message’s recipient would be mindful of this grand romantic gesture and respond with one of his own.

Best of all, when I walk, I become  part of a community of other early risers with things to do and places to go and feet to take them there. Every day, I pass  a solitary woman with her toque pulled down and her hood pulled up. She has progressed from staring at me without expression to gifting me with a hesitant smile. University students toting backpacks head south, while  young men wearing skinny trousers and messenger bags hustle north to their government jobs. I can count on a cheerful greeting from a grizzled beard man on the bridge, who sets up  his tripod and camera every day  to photograph the sunrise. Once, when my mood was as dark as the morning,  I said to him, “You’ll wait a long time today to see the dawn.” He smiled and pointed to a smudge of light on the honizon. I thanked him for helping me to notice. When he wished me a good day,  I realized he’d just increased the chances that I’d have one.

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4 comments

  1. Love this, Pam! I’ve been out for my own walk today in the quiet fog…planning our next trip and getting travel books from the library. Thank you for sharing your morning with us!
    YBS Deb

    • In the language of my new colleagues, you are a “first responder” (that’s what they call EMTs, the police, and firefighters). So now, if you didn’t know before, you can see how much good you’re doing yourself on your own walks.

  2. Pam…..thanks so much for sharing our walking experiences “in the far north”. Down here the weather is usually much warmer, far less snowier, much windier, and sometimes just plain unpredictable during the winter months. However, our walks are beautiful in their own ways too.

    • No matter where we walk, we have the chance to feed our bodies, our minds, our spirits, and our sense of community. Since Lorne Christmas-gifted me with ice grips for my boots, I’ve been even better able to “stay on the road” (pardon the pun!)

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