I did something unusual for me today. I actually walked to do some errands, a mere two blocks each way. I want to know when this became such a novel thing for me to do. It is a beautiful day out, almost too warm actually, but clear and a bit breezy. I use to be the person who walked everywhere. I enjoy being fit and active. I drive to the gym or drive to Town Lake to exercise. When did I become so caught up with time and connivance that I stopped walking? I need to regain mindfulness in my actions.
I recently skimmed through "French Women Don't Get Fat" and that is what her message really seems to be: Mindfulness. I've got to go, but will pick back up on this string of thought later.
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