Fall to Winter

Walking Mileage: 7.92
November Miles Walked: 75.06
Temperature upon departure: 54*
Humidity: 82%

November was our best month so far for miles, and I am feeling great! It was a really good month. It was challenging because of the foot problems at the beginning, not sure if my feet were up to increasing the miles. But with new shoes and lots of stretching and increasing when I felt I could and going short when I felt I needed to, we had our best month yet. The boys walked all but 13.1 miles of the months' total. Pretty good for some city dogs! I moved out of my comfort zone by completing the half marathon, and checked one more life to-do off the list. I surprised myself with the ease and how I recovered so quickly. It was also a month with very little homesickness, which has plagued me heavily for the last year. As I walk the neighborhoods and find new streets, I feel the old adventurous spirit return to me.

Two years this Christmas since I packed up my belongings and my two dogs- Blue and Little Ann. I left my comfortable life in Alaska, not to mention my family and friends. It never occured to me that it would be such an adventure living here in the south. I joked about 'my adventure' but never really felt it as an adventure like I have this last month. I guess because I've been so busy just gettin by and making ends meet that I didn't notice how much I've grown. How much that adventurous nature has evolved in me and began growing new dreams and ambitious goals. It's been a hibernation period, where dreams were either completed or taken away and new ones had yet to form.

Two years ago I was newly divorced and confident, full of drive to conquer all and ready to take on anything. Three years ago was a different life, I can barely remember where I was or what was going on. Looking back, is like trying to remember a bad paperback that I read years ago, I remember the basic plot line, but struggle to remember details or specifics, I just know it sucked but I kept reading it anyways. I do that- get determined to finish something just because I started it, no matter how awful it gets along the way. I always know that it too will pass and there is the hope that the next book will bring a better story and be worth remembering. It's always good to start something new, leaving Alaska by far was the best move I've made... so far. I really wouldn't change a thing.