5k yesterday, 10k today
Last month at work, I was sent to get pictures of people walking in Fredericksburg for a Volkssport event. They walk, they get credit for it.
I was given two maps of the routes: one was for a 5K (three miles to those who rely on the English system of measurements) and another for a 10K (about six miles). I then went out and took pictures of people walking. Some pics turned out not too bad.
And as I took pictures, I thought, Why not walk these routes also as a way of getting exercise?
Friday was a short day at work, so I drove downtown and walked the 5K. It wasn’t too bad, although I was sweaty and a little sore afterwards.
Today, I faced a decision: walk the 5K again or be adventurous and try the 10K?
Something possessed me to try the 10K. I think I was just in the mood to try a longer route to help burn more calories and work towards my goal of losing 120 pounds (I currently weigh 276 and have lost almost 14 pounds; my target weight is about 160).
So, I walked.
As I walked, I made sure to consult the map a few times so as to not get lost. The skies were somewhat overcast, making me glad I wore my hat.
Along the way, I took brief breaks to relax and enjoy the scenery. A few times I saw squirrels, my second-favorite animal. I also had to stop for traffic. At one point, as a biker and his girlfriend were stopped at a light, I hurried on the crosswalk, noticed some debris on the road (it was one of those reflectors they embed into the asphalt, but it somehow became loose), picked it up and tossed it off the road into a pile of dirt. The biker smiled and nodded at me, and I did the same back to him. Those guys have far less margin of error than cars do when it comes to obstructions on the road.
About halfway through the journey my hips and shins began to ache. Around that point I walked a path through a cemetery called Der Stadt Friedhof (according to Google translate: “The City Cemetery”) where lots of Germans from long ago were buried.
I walked. and walked, and walked. A few dogs barked at me, no doubt thinking I was a cyborg. I also said hello to a few fellow walkers. And at one point, I noticed four women walking about 100 yards in front of me. My age. I tried to catch up but traffic slowed me down. C’est la vie.
I was finally able to finish, and it felt great to sit in my car and relax. I started wondering if I should try a 10K again and felt maybe I should save those for when I’m doing more and more walking.
So, in my weekends off I keep thinking I should do a 5K and then maybe do a longer walk around town where I just walk and not worry about how long it’ll take.
Will I walk tomorrow? If I can talk my legs and knees into it.
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