The Transition Zone
All is AOK at Greenway
While I was jogging this morning I passed one quarter-mile marker, then another, before resuming my walk.
"That felt pretty easy," I said. "I must be making grand progress."
My regular shuffling is taking me farther and faster
And I am. The GREAT Canadian Comeback is on the right track. I am jogging more and walking less. I am shaving a few more minutes off my travelling time with each passing week, and - mark my words - within a week or two I will pass somebody who, like me, is slowly but surely making an effort to get or stay fit by walking, shuffling, walking, jogging, etc.
Oh yeah, I'll just fly by.
I guess I'd better make up some kind of quick greeting for when that happens:
- Hi, how are you? I'd say more but I'm actually passing you by. Bye!
- Good work. You're looking good. See ya later.
I'm sure I'll be in a transition zone (from walker to runner) for quite some time, but seeing a bit of progress now and again gives one a lift.
Photos from along the way -
Photos by GH