A morning walk

I just got back from a great morning walk with Ki______n.  We looped up and around and back again, weaving our way through all the back streets of our neighbourhood.  Places and streets I didn’t even know existed. Made our way down to the beach, with it’s arbutus and cedar trees, Ki____n leading the way, up and over large grey rock, leaping over glossy patches of black ice.  It was really lovely.  Invigorating. 

Bright sunshine ricocheting off the water, making my eyes squint even with my sunglasses on. 

It was a good workout.  Ki_____n’s back is out, but you’d never know it by the strength and length of her stride, not to mention her kick-ass pace. 

I kept up however, so I was proud of myself.  Was even able to carry on a conversation. 

That woman is super-fit, let me tell you.  And I’ll bet that even with us going a super workout clip, that she could have doubled the speed and still would have been fine.

Anyway, the weather report is that we are expecting snow tonight, which makes me doubly glad we got out today. 

My skin is still tingling from being in the outside air.  It’s like an all over gling feeling.  Like something exciting is going to happen.  My outside skin is cool too, I can feel my inside body blood rushing to the surface to help bring everything back to the same temperature.

Lovely, lovely.  I’m so glad she emailed this morning to see if I wanted to go for a walk.  Spur of the moment.  I’m so glad I said yes, even though it was cold.

Posted by Meg Tilly on Monday, January 26, 2009 in Chewing the Fat

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