I go on a really long walk every week. At the moment my route is pretty much the same each week; through my local park, through the village and then a variation of dawdling country lanes or wooded walkways. Seeing where I live and looking out over the plains makes me happy. My walk this weekend took me along a route I used to do a long time ago; I did it often enough that the hill started to seem less of a struggle. Of course I’m aching now because I forgot just how DAMN steep it was!
Soon this won’t be my usual walk; I’ll miss the views but I’m excited to find new ones!