The Downside
Today I managed to do very little. I had decided I wanted to go for a longer walk, as it is becoming obvious that I need exercise.
Say what you will about my previous life (the one before my stint in psychiatric care), at least it was keeping me reasonably fit. Hardly a day went by where I didn't go for long walks in town and on the surrounding coastline. Sometimes I walked in the woods or the cemetery (the nicest park in town). Over the bridge to the island on the other side (it's called Tåsinge. That means Thor's Enge, or Thor's Meadows. Great name, eh?) or up to the top of Gallow's Hill.
Home was a place to avoid during the waking hours, even when it rained or the roads were iced over. I could walk for hours on end without feeling tired.
These days I kinda like it here. I don't walk on pins and needles, or start when I hear the door downstairs. That's all well and good, of course. It does mean that I spend a large part of my waking hours sitting on my ass.
I simply need something to get me out of the door!
Say what you will about my previous life (the one before my stint in psychiatric care), at least it was keeping me reasonably fit. Hardly a day went by where I didn't go for long walks in town and on the surrounding coastline. Sometimes I walked in the woods or the cemetery (the nicest park in town). Over the bridge to the island on the other side (it's called Tåsinge. That means Thor's Enge, or Thor's Meadows. Great name, eh?) or up to the top of Gallow's Hill.
Home was a place to avoid during the waking hours, even when it rained or the roads were iced over. I could walk for hours on end without feeling tired.
These days I kinda like it here. I don't walk on pins and needles, or start when I hear the door downstairs. That's all well and good, of course. It does mean that I spend a large part of my waking hours sitting on my ass.
I simply need something to get me out of the door!