150 Days of Winter… A 100 Day + project
Wild horses appear unpredictable until you watch them. Then you learn when they’ll head to their water source and where they spend their afternoons. They’ll adjust their daily routine according to seasonal conditions or human interventions. They quickly learn if and at what time of day people are offering feeding assistance during a drought.
Habit is foundation. I built a routine of creativity around a task I could never get myself to make time for: taking a walk. In less than twenty days it became a part of my day. Before I could start working on a painting I tasked myself with setting out for a walk first.
This week I fell out of the walk first, work after philosophy. I had errands that had me out of the house all of one day. I lost track of the day taking care of administrative work on another. Habit salvaged my commitment. I found myself taking a few after dark walks. My body remembered, if not its old stamina, at least its desire to go. Habit propelled me out the door every day even if I only manage the shortest of walks.
The creative component was always the conduit to the commitment so I can continue my creative journey. It takes a little fitness to set up for outdoor art fairs and complete murals.
I had to switch out shoes after the 21/150 walk resulted in my knee feeling off. I let (had an internal debate for hours about whether I was making an excuse or practicing self care) myself skip a day. I pulled out my old work shoes the following day, my trusty Hoka’s, and holy moly that was a brutal and short walk of shame. My legs and calves were fire. (I switched shoes because worn out shoes have caused me issues in the past from spine to other joints).
I never thought of myself as a person who was “in shape.” But I can see now that I worked jobs that required constant movement, where I could walk up to 20,000 steps in a day. I want to recapture my endurance. For the art▪️