I
have never been much of a walker and, despite having reached the grand old age of 60, I am yet to cave in to the regulation gilet and set of Nordic walking poles.
Walking has never been my exercise of choice, I prefer mat-based classes such as yoga or pilates. In fact, there was a time in my thirties when I practiced what I can only describe as a form of highly competitive “show-off” yoga, which was all about the headstands and the “one-handed spinning crow”. By comparison, walking always seemed a bit … well, pedestrian.
But needs must and although I still roll gently around a mat now and again, during a pandemic, we must walk. We must walk every day – but only locally – and God, I’m bored of walking locally.
