“Home is everything you can walk to.”
~Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl
During the warm months in Minnesota, my family and I would take a long walk after dinner. I loved our nightly routine. I don’t recall much about where we walked, but I do remember how I felt; content and loved. It wasn’t necessarily about the movement, but more about the time together as a family. Like an extension of our dinner, a second helping of dessert.
Once I hit the teen years, I didn’t partake as often probably because I was too cool and didn’t want to exert myself. I eventually picked up the habit as I wrapped up college at the University of Minnesota, taking nightly walks with my dog Buttercup.
Living in La Jolla, California, we walked everywhere. When I wasn’t working, I even walked my girls to and from school. Everything was walkable and the weather was always permitting. My perfect day would be a long walk to the beach, then to lunch and back home. I am always the first one to ask, “anyone want to go for a walk?”
The other day Soren asked, “Mom, why do you take so many walks. You like walk all the time.” It’s true. I take two to three walks a day because the weather is ideal and as winter approaches, I will be less enthusiastic to get outside — especially with kids. What am I going to do?
So where have we been walking?
The Dairy Bar where we like to sample the daily ice cream flavor. Here Sophie had Black Caramel (with activated charcoal) and then another time, Graham Cracker ice cream.
Ellinor enjoys our walks. Many times I leave the big kids at home and take her with me for a stroll through the neighborhood.
This weekend, we drove down the street to Point Pleasant Park and walked the park while Soren and Elsa did a nature scavenger hunt. The landscape is very similar to the north shore of Minnesota, except we overlook the Atlantic Ocean, not Lake Superior.
The kids hit their moving limit around 2.5 miles, so we drove into town, grabbed lunch and afterward Parker drove the kids home. I opted to walk back and enjoyed an uninterrupted 25 minutes to myself.
Walking is calming and it allows me to sort out any nagging thoughts lingering within my anxious head. Right now, my overthinking is at a high and it is directly related to the start of the school year.
Only nine more days of summer and we are going to make the most of it.
“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in”
~John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir