I started this blog when i noticed the weight gain of living in suburbia, both mental and physical. I started collecting, needs basic stuff. beds, clothes, decorations for the home. I needed a car. I couldn't find work that was walk able or where there was a commuter bus that could get me where i was employed. I had a break down. waking up before the sun, never going dancing. losing the connection of the gay community that was strong and not contrived out of a need to force a union in the City. My mental state of living was darkening with the winter, even my recovery was suffering, my meditations be came clouded with the pain of want, I couldn't help but start throwing stuff away. I had dreams of moving unpacked boxes from Uhaul to UHaul. I started walking just to still my mind and it was there that i found a peace and a joy. I wanted to just walk and experience the joy i felt while walking all the time. The thoughts of this brought me more joy. I let my mind go and i wanted to walk around the world. or at least become the gypsy i am and travel and work and live with the earth. This eased the tensions. I started blogging or I got blog names started. I vacillated between where and whens. I began to fear my decision. I became consumed with what will happen to my finances and worry held me in place. Walking and biking have become my time to thrive. I have caught the biking bug so to speak, a lot has become clearer.
I will bike around. I won't couch surf right now, as i have been. I will bike and i will travel around from wooded spot to wooded spot. Now the journey begins with the woods next door. I have a place to settle for a bit and learn what i need to on my way around the country and perhaps the globe. A trial and error journey to see where my feet can take me. The great shedding begins as i type. I shed some fears with this baby step with starting my journey where i am.
today i was sitting in the corner booth of the front room of the local annapolis cafe 49 West. i stood in the cold waiting for a bus for 40 min. this is quite often the average time for waiting for a bus in this suburban out land. I will say i have gotten some fire for the wonders of Suburban Psychology, being the oddity of "eh, just drive" when did our 2 feet just not become enough. I mean really the store is just around the corner. My feet want to be walked on, they want to be rubbed feel the friction of life, and I'm healthy, I think it's sad that people here take the time to waste looking for parking,,, and when i say that... PARKING IS REALLY AN ISSUE TO THEM...... I don't have a car, I don't want one, i don't want to be tied to the burden of more debt. That i would say is a choice, not my homosexuality or my otherness in wearing pink, These are also problems that i have come up against here. and there around the greater Annapolitan area. well while sitting at the table this lack of mobility came up with another dancer. We began discussing the desire to move our bodies, now that we have walked away from our class rooms. Movements. that i find ridiculous to drive to, I mean lets go for a 10mile run, it could be 12 if you just left from the porch. Seeing that obsesity, heart disease and depression are rising in the US. i would have to say, if you drove less, you wouldn't be so depressed about gas prices, you wouldn't be stressed about the pollution, and you might might lose a bit of the chub.... well just alit... and for the love of humanity, bike to where you are going, it's not all that great to drive and bike... Think people Think!
well the walking
I have some new shoes. Vibram FiveFingers: Bikila. I love them.
The mentality of wearing them is quite strange, the brain has yet to process the actuality of wearing them. Walking across a grate and jumped, then dodging some spit on the side walk. It happens as if my brain has not recognized that my feet are actually covered. I find that on a subconscious level my mind is barefoot. This reaction was quite underplayed in the reading or discussion of wearing them.
I found nothing of the sort in my readings of blogs. I have only read that they need a longer time for you to break them in or break them in slowly. For myself i wore them around the house out into the yard and at work. Once i was warmed and ready i to a slow relaxing walk gradually increasing the distance. I have gone on some extended 6 mile+ walks in them feeling minor uncomfortably, heel tenderness, andsome strain in the knees. i find that I much prefer these in my everyday life as my choice in foot wear. I walk stronger and more accurately finding that they help my feet, and my walking, now to see how they hold up over time....
The mentality of wearing them is quite strange, the brain has yet to process the actuality of wearing them. Walking across a grate and jumped, then dodging some spit on the side walk. It happens as if my brain has not recognized that my feet are actually covered. I find that on a subconscious level my mind is barefoot. This reaction was quite underplayed in the reading or discussion of wearing them.
I found nothing of the sort in my readings of blogs. I have only read that they need a longer time for you to break them in or break them in slowly. For myself i wore them around the house out into the yard and at work. Once i was warmed and ready i to a slow relaxing walk gradually increasing the distance. I have gone on some extended 6 mile+ walks in them feeling minor uncomfortably, heel tenderness, andsome strain in the knees. i find that I much prefer these in my everyday life as my choice in foot wear. I walk stronger and more accurately finding that they help my feet, and my walking, now to see how they hold up over time....
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