You have no doubt heard someone say light is associated with that which is good. When something is exposed is said to be “brought to light.” In the same manner, darkness is said to be associated with that which is bad or concealed.
Perhaps the idea comes from the Bible, where light and darkness are compared and contrasted from its opening verses all the way through to the closing chapter. The fourth verse of the very first book reads:
“God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness.” Genesis 1:4 NIV
I unknowingly participated in an experiment the other day contrasting the difference between light and darkness. I noticed the direction I am walking matters (towards the light or away from it) in a darkened room. When walking away from the light in a large room filled with obstacles, I noticed those pitfalls became harder to see and navigate the further I got from a source of light. I also learned the opposite is true when I walked towards the source of light. The closer I got the light the more defined obstacles became and easier to avoid.
“Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.” Psalm 119:105 NLT
I put the contrast between light and darkness to the test every time venture out for an evening workout. Carrying a light and wearing reflective clothing when I’m walking in the dark, lights my path and keeps me safe.
I’m posting a long overdue update on my couch to 5k progress. Last year (9/2018) I was successful in completing a 5k run after a thirty plus year hiatus from running. This year proved to be a different story. I did go out for a handful of runs this spring and summer but the aftereffects gave me pause to stop and reevaluate my long range goals. Sporadic knee pain and hip twinges led me to a crossroads.
Since I’ve managed to keep most of the weight off I lost last year and I’m still walking a lot, I’ve decided to step away from running. I didn’t plan to compete regularly in fun runs anyway. In the meantime I’m counting on my dogs to give me sufficient motivation to keep walking. I’ll be content to be counted among the walking crowd for now.
Last week I had a doctor’s appointment. I scheduled it knowing I’d have enough time to get there if I left directly from work. So when my workday ended, I rushed out to the parking lot to jump in my vehicle only to find it wasn’t there. After a moment of panic, I remembered the now brainless move on my part. At lunch time I went home to grab a sandwich. In the process of doing so, I drove into a tangle of road repair at the entrance of my street. Traffic was backed up in both directions because only one lane was open. At the time it seemed like a good idea to leave my car in the safety of my driveway and walk the 3/4th of a mile back to work.
There I was, after work, standing in the parking lot, realizing “doing life” called for a workout if I was going to make it to my appointment on time. I had no choice but to race-walk the 3/4 of a mile home with a backpack on my shoulders. I arrived home quite soggy from the searing sun. Believe it or not, I was able to catch enough green lights and encountered no additional road construction on my way to the appointment. I made it just in time!
Only one problem remained. I needed to slow my breathing so I could have a successful appointment.
Several weeks ago I got up off the couch and started training for a 5k race this fall. The air was cold and the wind raw. Then spring happened; raking, mowing, weeding, pruning and helping neighbors do the same. I suppose I could be discouraged for getting sidetracked but I’m not. Isn’t the whole idea of exercising to get up off the couch and be active.
One thing that hasn’t changed is my dog walks. They are longer now and more frequent. I look forward to more traditional workouts once the yard work is caught up.
I started training last week for a 5k run this fall. Its the second year in a row I left the couch after a long cold winter and headed out the door. This year I’m 15 pounds lighter and hopefully maintained a small measure of conditioning from last fall.
My early conditioning plan is to walk/jog three times a week for 20-30 minutes with at least one rest day in between. I’ve chosen Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays as my workout days. Since I’m in my 60’s, I want to test my joints and ligaments by alternating jogging and walking laps on a 400 meter track. Once I build up my distance, I plan to head out on a scenic cross-country route on a woodland trail.
Last Tuesday was my first workout. The weather couldn’t have been more challenging; a cold, stiff northern wind with 40-degree temperatures surely taxed me mentally. I spent most of the time muttering and trying to talk myself out of completing the 25 minute workout. Thank goodness for I-tunes. Thursday’s workout fared much better. An overcast sky and southerly breeze hiked the temp to 74 degrees. Such is the weather this time of year in Upstate New York. Saturday it was back in the 40s and I had to resort to dog walking. Brody pulled me around the neighborhood while I held on to his leash.