Friday, November 18, 2011
Walk With Me? More Commuting . . .
But Wednesday morning, out on my run, I realized Granddad could manage very well on his own, that he could bring Nola back here Saturday morning, and I'd still get plenty of time for play and hugs while enjoying a restful Friday alone and avoiding the wear-and-tear of a Vancouver round trip and nights in another bed.
So I've been happily quiet inside all day today, watching the rain turn to sleet, then to snow, then to thicker snow. I had a lovely long afternoon nap -- before which the ground was covered wintry white, and after which winter had retreated for a while, all the snow melted away. Just one of napping's magical benefits. . . .
All the way, black ice disguised its dangers until a too-hastily-placed foot almost slipped a hip to the ground. I learned to test some patches gingerly before moving on, and by the time I got to campus I was wishing for a pair of those not-elegant but very practical Yak-Traks that strap on footwear to ensure traction anywhere.
So I wasn't reassured when I confronted this sign at the bottom of the campus hill.
Especially since our campus is nothing if not hilly . . .
My schedule hasn't accommodated walking this term (I only did so this week by skipping my usual Pilates class, too far to walk to), but last year I was walking 3 days a week. You can see how it would complement my half-marathon training!
Today, though, I've stayed inside reading by the fire, venturing out only to get more wood from the shed. Even the mailbox up the road seems too far a walk. Besides, I think I should save some energy to play my heart out with Nola. We'll be having fun this weekend. What about you?