If you've been a reader of my blog for a while, then you know morning walks are NOT a new routine for me. I've been neighborhood walk/jog/running for years now, and even wrote a poem and a little list of 'essentials' about the activity.
However, this winter was brutal (for me). During winter months, I can't even walk to my car without distress from the cold, let alone go for an actual neighborhood stroll. Not to mention that this winter, the snow seemed like it was forever on the ground. BOO x10.
So these past few mornings -- with the flowers in full bloom, and the sun finally feeling like sun (not just looking like it), and it being sooo long since I intentionally walked, and not having to layer under my Northface coat -- my walks have felt 'new' to me...felt fresh and foreign and exciting.
Remember this?! Oh, you like this.
...and I'll be keeping it up as long as I can. ♥
