Walking

My three mile (each way) walk to work in Omaha was different each time.  I made the trip by foot most workdays for a couple of years until I remembered that bicycles can be used to get places.  What I gained in speed, I lost in detail.  I saw more when walking.  I was more likely to stop.  Sometimes I brought my camera.

Also, I will never forget my walks in the rain.  I realized I didn’t need to stay dry.  I bathed at work and could dry off at home.  Instead of an umbrella, I started wearing baggy swim shorts, a poly sport shirt, Tevas and a cap.  Splashing through puddles at 35 years of age on your way to work felt like cheating.

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