Walking is one of the ways I’ve coped in life. For me sadness, anxiety and stress inevitably dissolve in the face of this natural and glorious flow of movement. Now, even more so, it has become part of my life. You walk a lot here. You walk to the bus stop, to the tube station, to the shop, to the pub and even to the spot where you’ve parked your car, if you have one.
I’m discovering that walking here is not just something you do at a specific time of the day as part of an exercise regimen, but something which is an essential part of life. I like that. Why? Because, if walking for me has to do with coping, then I certainly look forward to a surge of energy in that department of my life. 🙂