It's become my habit to do my walking on the treadmill inside the gym. Everyday at lunchtime I'd leave my office and drive up the hill to walk for 30 minutes on the treadmill while gazing out the window at Monterey Bay in the distance. Then one day it hit me - what am I doing in here when there is all that out there?
So the next day, I grabbed my hat from my truck and took off walking...............in the neighborhood that surrounds the school district where I work. You would have thought I was a damn tourist. But I couldn't help myself. I don't think there are two houses or two gardens alike anywhere in Pacific Grove. And in the middle of the day most people weren't home so I could stop and admire the houses and the flowers without feeling like an intruder.
Did I mention the fragrance? Sweet ocean breeze, new cut lawns, a wiff of a distant flower. There was none of this in the gym.
Okay so may I didn't walk as far as I normally do in the gym on the treadmill, but I will tell you this. When I returned my office, I felt refreshed and reinvigorated. That never happens at the gym.