Thursday, March 16th, 2017
Timmins, Ontario
Broke the Ice
I feel like I broke the ice today. Not literally. I was actually skidding on the stuff and
sinking into snow. I bypassed some snowmobiles
and met up with a guide, an older bearded guy with most likely his two
grandkids, fairly deep in the woods.
That was awesome.
By ‘breaking the ice’ I mean I broke the back of my
routine. Avoiding the out-of-doors is
where I’ve been going because any footwear wrapped around the gout foot is
painful. But that was not the case
today. Swelling has gone down and so a
walk in the woods was doable. Thank God.
With a bright sun above and bright snow over the ground, it
became as an irresistible temptation.
There were trails for snowmobiles and trails for snowshoeing. I took full advantage. I even lost my sense of direction and got
happily lost.
Great!
I now had the excuse to find someone and ask them to put me
back on track. It is a fringe benefit of
walking—getting to do some talking and make an endorsement toward
neighbourliness.
“Just go down the road and hang a left at the curve. That’s Cedar Meadows,” said the fellow whom I
approached in his driveway.
With five kilometres under my snow-driven feet, I was
whisked off by Riken to the yoga studio for part two of a presentation.
I promised everyone that we would take up some yoga dancing
tonight. That, then, is more glorious
work for the feet.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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