the sun still hadn't made it up by the time i step off the train. i don't blame it; gloomy day. perfect for a day to pull the covers over your head and hide from it. monday.
the weather forecast tells me it's one degree colder out and i notice too, with some chagrin, that it's also a tad darker on my brief trip to the bus stop. for some reason i thought fall was arriving this week, but apparently it already happened. right on top of things.
today i don't walk to the skytrain even though that's my new thing to inject a little exercise by default into the day. i'm actually going to go to the gym after work. i've not become completely sedentary, but as close to it as i would ever want to be. i went on a discovery/fact finding walk on saturday that had me zigzagging all over new west uptown, so i am somewhat redeemed, but only just slightly.
now it's time to work on shoring up some of what i've lost in the past year or so. there was a time when i was lacking in dedication, but motivated by the desire to be fit at least on a superficial level. i let that slide too. i thought that membership to a gym would spur me on, but i don't know who i thought i was kidding. it only seemed barely feasible while i wasn't working and the only time i think about it is when the money is drained out of my account on a bi-weekly cycle. i've noticed too that life, or what you've got going on in it, is a definite factor. in my case it's true that being in a relationship has had a serious deleterious effect on my physical state, especially being involved with a couch potato with some serious bad habits.
i remember when i would walk from the west end to kitsilano undeterred by rain, inspired by sunshine, kicking it at a rapid clip over to the other side of the bridge, to the espressohead coffee house. if it was a blustery and damp evening the frothy reward of a cappucino was enjoyed in its warm, unique intimacy. i couldn't even tell you if it's there anymore. i've not done much street hiking lately. the bridges and sidewalks line the side of dirty, busy suburban roadways and are hardly inspiring. inspiration is key.
my next post will probably be full of wingeing about stiff limbs and aching muscles. today i return, the awol exerciser, to the gym.