A Walk In The Park
I ate too much at lunch today.
I hate when I do that. I've doing pretty well, watching my calories, eating what I brought and not spending money on eating out at work on food I know is not good for me. But today...I gave in. When a co-worker said she was going out and asked me if I wanted anything, I didn't have the will power to say no for the third day in a row. Not only did I eat this unhealthy lunch, I ate way too much of it, because, well...I paid for it, right? There's starving kids in Africa, right? Mom always said to clean your plate, right?
Since I ate at my desk while I worked I still got to take my 30 minutes, and I decided the best way to fix my mistake was to take a brisk walk. There's this park down the road (which is really just this random section of trees the town has decided not to chop down) that I thought had some trails. It's nestled in between some housing developments and an elementary school. I parked at the school and began my walk.
It was a pretty comfortable temperature for the season; the snow had melted and it felt nice out. Not a bad day for a walk. My first discovery however was that these paths weren't paved like I had thought, but they were covered in leaves and the ground didn't seem too wet. The first few moments of my walk were nice. Birds chirping, my mind in a pretty quiet state. Then the leaves seemed to disappear and I realized I was pretty much walking on wet, sludgy, sloppy mud. Not yet discouraged I walked on the leaves next to the path, which worked for a while until I realized that this wasn't just a patch of trees, it was woods. With broken trees to jump over and rocks and thorns and twigs scratching my ankles and snagging my coat.
I found myself at the end of the "park" and in a housing development which I decided to walk around. When I realized that it didn't quite end up at the road I thought it would and I was getting short on time, I came back around to the woods and thought I could cut back through until I met up with the path and found my car. As I cut through the woods it quickly became apparent that probably wasn't the best idea, as I was once again trudging through the mud and brushing branches from my face.
Finally, I made my way back to the path. As I sighed in relief, I felt something wet. And then a few more somethings wet. Rain. It was raining. Perfect. Too far to really run at this point, I had no choice but to bear it until I found my car.
As I climbed into the driver's seat I swear I could hear God chuckle, and I quickly learned my lesson. There are no shortcuts in life. When you do something stupid, there's no easy way to fix it. That little adventure didn't burn off all the extra calories I knew I consumed, and I had only got myself in further trouble every step I took. Though I was wet, tired, and muddy, I was thankful for the reminder to have patience along the way and for the knowledge that God is with me on my crazy journey...
Wherever it takes me.
Emily
I hate when I do that. I've doing pretty well, watching my calories, eating what I brought and not spending money on eating out at work on food I know is not good for me. But today...I gave in. When a co-worker said she was going out and asked me if I wanted anything, I didn't have the will power to say no for the third day in a row. Not only did I eat this unhealthy lunch, I ate way too much of it, because, well...I paid for it, right? There's starving kids in Africa, right? Mom always said to clean your plate, right?
Since I ate at my desk while I worked I still got to take my 30 minutes, and I decided the best way to fix my mistake was to take a brisk walk. There's this park down the road (which is really just this random section of trees the town has decided not to chop down) that I thought had some trails. It's nestled in between some housing developments and an elementary school. I parked at the school and began my walk.
It was a pretty comfortable temperature for the season; the snow had melted and it felt nice out. Not a bad day for a walk. My first discovery however was that these paths weren't paved like I had thought, but they were covered in leaves and the ground didn't seem too wet. The first few moments of my walk were nice. Birds chirping, my mind in a pretty quiet state. Then the leaves seemed to disappear and I realized I was pretty much walking on wet, sludgy, sloppy mud. Not yet discouraged I walked on the leaves next to the path, which worked for a while until I realized that this wasn't just a patch of trees, it was woods. With broken trees to jump over and rocks and thorns and twigs scratching my ankles and snagging my coat.
I found myself at the end of the "park" and in a housing development which I decided to walk around. When I realized that it didn't quite end up at the road I thought it would and I was getting short on time, I came back around to the woods and thought I could cut back through until I met up with the path and found my car. As I cut through the woods it quickly became apparent that probably wasn't the best idea, as I was once again trudging through the mud and brushing branches from my face.
Finally, I made my way back to the path. As I sighed in relief, I felt something wet. And then a few more somethings wet. Rain. It was raining. Perfect. Too far to really run at this point, I had no choice but to bear it until I found my car.
As I climbed into the driver's seat I swear I could hear God chuckle, and I quickly learned my lesson. There are no shortcuts in life. When you do something stupid, there's no easy way to fix it. That little adventure didn't burn off all the extra calories I knew I consumed, and I had only got myself in further trouble every step I took. Though I was wet, tired, and muddy, I was thankful for the reminder to have patience along the way and for the knowledge that God is with me on my crazy journey...
Wherever it takes me.
Emily
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