For several years I would happily arise at 0535, get ready and go for a walk, only very occasionally varying my route. And then, several months ago I stopped. I had stopped for a few weeks during covid, but once the family understood that at that time of the morning. I carried, and then a few months ago I stopped. Completely.
What it boiled down to was me just feeling that I didn’t want to get up. I found the thought of getting up to be quite stressful. The only way to stop feeling stressed was to accept that I wasn’t going to get up and go for a walk as I normally did. It wasn’t the walking, I was quite content to carry on with my lunchtime walks, and. walking at the weekend.
I am kind of coming out of it. I go for a walk in the morning, sometimes. Not at 0535, an hour later, and I’m not walking three miles as I usually did, two at most. That’s a time thing, not ability.
That’s the situation at the moment. I don’t know when I will get back to my original activity.
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