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Easy Schedules – 9/21/2017

Each day that it isn’t raining, we venture out to one of the local trails to walk.  We are trying to build our stamina, reduce our weight, and improve our fitness between appointments still trying to figure out why hubby is having some medical issues, including fatigue.  Most days we walk on the Huckleberry Trail, an asphalted walking and biking trail on an old railroad grade.  It is a bit more than 7 miles long between Blacksburg and Christiansburg.  There are several places to enter the trail and we pick different ones, walking  about 2 1/2 to a bit more than 3 miles, sometimes briskly, sometimes with less vigor if one or the other of us is not up to speed, so to speak.

There are a few other places to walk as well, and today we took a different path, a path mostly in the shade along the river.








Flowers, fungi, the calming sound of the water.  Yesterday we pushed too hard and today we took it easy.

The fall is coming on, the leaves beginning to change, the flowers inviting the last butterflies of the season.



And producing beautiful sunsets.


We have had first my car in the shop this week, and now Jim’s, but tomorrow we will leave the house chores and animal duties to the kids and take a weekend away since our cruise fell apart.  This weekend is the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival and I have wanted to visit it for years, but it conflicts with one of the fiber retreats that I generally attend.  It was not on my schedule this year, again because we were supposed to have just gotten home from our cruise, instead I will finally get to go to the festival.




Sunday Thankfulness 4/10/16

What a difference a day makes in the mountains.  Yesterday we awoke to snow and got a couple of inches before the temperature got above freezing and the ground snow melted while it was still snowing and blowing horizontally.  I think it got up to about 40ºf yesterday and dropped to 22ºf last night.  I fear there will be no fruit in our orchard this year.  Unfortunately, all 5 apple trees, both peaches and both Asian pears were already blooming.  The garden seems to have survived and the chickens didn’t even notice.

Today is bright and sunny, the wind has calmed and it is 62ºf.  Much too nice a day to stay inside, yet too iffy, especially at night to do any garden work, so I tied on the sneakers, grabbed my trekking poles and hiked away from the house while the kids were having quiet time and Jim was sitting in the loft, still recovering from another bout of bronchitis.  I decided to take a hike that I had not previously taken, down the gravel road, took a right and hiked up the cow paths to a ridge we see from the paved road when we go up the mountain.  The views from there were fabulous.


A shot east and the steeple of the church half way up to our house.  A shot west up the valley. And a shot south toward the highway we can hear trucks on, but not see from our house, to a house that has been built in the hollow over the ridge.  I got my 10,000+ steps, climbed the equivalent of 77 flights of steps, enjoyed the bright sunny day for well over an hour and a half.  The fresh spring air was delightful.

While hiking along the cow paths, I spotted many tiny violets blooming in the woods.



After coming back down from the ridge and crossing the road, I climbed the hill above our house and walked back around that hill and returned to the road and the walk home.

Soon those cow pastures between the woods will be too tall to walk and I will have to stick to the woods and roads.

Tomorrow is another beautiful day and after a late morning appointment, I plan to try another trail that I have never hiked before it gets too overgrown as well.


and competitions.  I don’t do well with them.  Growing up the eldest of three children, I was the guinea pig of child raising.  The bar was set high, the expectation that I would succeed was always out in front of me.  Needless to say, I developed an A type personality, which I have worked hard at letting go in retirement.

When a job was done, it had to be done correctly, aka, my way.  When in competition, I had to win.  These traits have helped me and hurt me throughout my life.  I am independent, in fact, in our marriage vows, Mountaingdad said “your free and independent spirit.”  I was graduated from college and set out to support myself and later after marrying Mountaingdad and starting a family, to help support the family.  The house had to be cleaned and ordered to my standards, which always made hiring someone to do the cleaning, a problem, as I had to “clean up” before they came and checked behind them when they left, never being satisfied with the results.  At work, I was a stickler for details.

In retirement, I fight the urges to go behind others and accept their efforts to contribute to the household.  I appreciate when others in the household clean, do dishes or cook.  It is a nice break.

A couple of years ago, I joined many of my friends and their friends in a challenge to read 100 books in a year.  The first year I did not succeed, the second year, beating myself up for not succeeding, I read more, often books that barely qualified as books to meet the challenge.  Somehow, this took the joy out of a previously enjoyable pastime and I decided that reading is a fun escape and should remain so, not a competition, even with myself, so I did not join the challenge again.

I can not do a KAL (knit along) or knitting challenge, or a spinning challenge for the same reason.  I do not need to compete to do a pastime that I do for enjoyment.

For Christmas, Mountaingdad, gave me a requested Fitbit.  I wanted to keep track of what I was eating and how much exercise I was getting and to encourage myself to improve my fitness as I had become too sedentary, no longer riding horseback and not skiing in a couple of years, not taking daily walks with Mountaingdad, who has suffered with 10 months of some level of vertigo and the past 6-8 weeks with his third bout of bronchitis in a year.  With the device, came the invitations to weekly or weekend challenges.  I thought this would be fun, but instead, it kicked in my A type personality again and instead of using the competition to challenge myself to do better, it became a situation where I felt like I had to win and being disappointed in myself when I came in second or third in the challenge.  This week, I did not accept the challenge.  Instead, I am working to reach my own goals (10,000 daily steps, 4 mile minimum walk, 45 minutes of exercise).  When those goals become too easy to reach, I will up them a notch and just work to my own challenge.  I want this to be fun, not a stressful competition, which I know is silly as some of my competitors are more than 40 years my junior and are runners, so of course they are going to do better.