Lonely Walks.

March 30, 2013

I am getting ready to retire this blog.   Well, maybe I shouldn’t get rid of it completely…maybe just clean it up – spring clean!   What am I gonna do when I am no longer a teenager…?  Meh, I figure it out when I get there, but for right now I feel like writing, whether or not anyone is reading.

I have been in a crabby/sad rut this week.  A mixture of just seeing my families and friends the week before and leaving them and now on a painful time of the month (sorry), it’s just been a blah week.  Staying positive though, I really tried to stay positive!  I figure if I at least be positive then I usually don’t look back on that memory as bad, even though it was probably not fun at all. 

I haven’t felt like running at all (which probably isn’t a good thing, I have a PT test  this week…oops), and I am just losing patience with my friends here right now.  They are still my friends and I would never take that for granted, but I am just irritated and would rather not be around them right now.  I decided to take it upon myself to go for a walk, it is a gorgeous day.  I went on a really long trail where lots of runner, bikers, walkers, dog walkers, and families are all walking next to the river.  It’s stupid to drive out somewhere to go walk, but I just wanted to get away, get some sun and exercise.  I called my mom for about 30 minutes which was nice, I love talking to my mom.  Then I called my sister for only a few minutes because she was with her mother & sister in-law shopping, but she was glad I called and said hello, we both had the day off, and apparently it was really nice where she was too! 

Along my walk I met some adorable dogs that I got to say hello to and pet, so cute!  I had a nice conversation with a recent basic training graduate, we discussed army stuff, I felt bad, there was no one there with him…figured none of his family could go to his graduation, poor guy.  But he was real nice, talked about how he isn’t the brightest, but he wants to do well in the army, I respect that, he wants to better himself.  It was just nice to go on a walk, even if it was by myself, I met a few nice people.  Who knew I could talk to strangers?  I didn’t. 

I also love the older people who are there by themselves that either walk or just sit and watch the river.  They look so peaceful.  I wonder what they are thinking about.