Walking is a wonderful way to sort out ideas. I have solved many more problems while walking than I have sitting at my desk. In fact, most of the tricky bits in my PhD were nutted out that way. The walking phase is now embedded into my intellectual process and, although I may appear to be mad, I find talking out loud while I walk is the most effective way. Today’s walk attracted a few bewildered looks from strangers in the street, as I talked and gesticulated, but was fabulously productive in figuring out this weekend’s research idea.
My evening walks are becoming a habit and something I look forward to. The autumn colours, golden sunshine and brisk air wrap me in a blanket of energetic calm. I fill my eyes with beauty and return home with problems solved. This evening presented a particularly stunning sunset sky.
When taking a walk at dinner time in suburbia one’s nose is greeted with all kinds of smells wafting from people’s kitchens. Onions and garlic being gently sautéed, steak frying, a whiff of curry, vegetable soup bubbling on the stove. In the fading light of dusk it is an olfactory adventure full of aromatic surprises.
Spring is on the verge of bursting forth, the sun is shining and that to me is walking weather. ‘Walking Happy’ is the perfect song to put a spring in one’s step, maybe even a little skip. Here’s a very cheesy but highly entertaining version by Cissy King & Bobby Burgess. They’ve got the moves.