My Walk(s)

As I’ve mentioned in other entries, I’ve been getting up at 6:30 and doing devotions before heading out on my walk. Devotions are the ODB reading and a hymn or two as I do most of my praying while I’m out on the walk.

The benefits of this:
-I get my butt in gear and get some time in my Father’s world. I’ve lost a few inches from my waist and butt in the process. (Happy peripatetic Jen!)
-I get all my nervous energy out. The Lexapro mutes the nervous feelings but it hasn’t gotten rid of the actual nervous energy. The walk uses up that energy so that I’m a little more chill the rest of the day.
-I meet the most interesting creatures and people.
-I get some serious prayer time. I’m one of those people who needs to be doing something else at the same time to really pray on my own (i.e. crocheting, doing dishes, walking) and I find that I get much of my life sorted out with the Lord during the the 3+ miles I walk.

On Tuesday, I wasn’t able to go for my walk because of the rain and it felt weird all day to sleep in until 8:30 with my purring lump of black satin because I felt like I should have gotten up and been outside at 6:30. Is this the sign that it’s now a habit???

My Stalker

I was out on my morning walk and had sat down outside the town cemetery to get some gravel out of my shoes when a small tabby patch cat trotted over to me. It rubbed against me, nuzzled my hands, and then jumped in my lap. I finished putting my shoes back on, petted the cat for a few minutes, and then got up to continue my walk. The cat trotted right behind me and followed me for the next half mile. I tried running (it ran after me), shaking my water bottle on it (it didn’t move, making me feel really bad for wetting the poor cat), and finally I walked back to the cemetery. I called Jon on my cell phone and asked him to come and get me because I didn’t want this cat following me on the rest of my walk because it could get lost, run over by a car, or hurt by a dog. Jon came and got me and dropped me off about 4 blocks away.

My hunch is that the cat was in heat and either smelled Freya and Edda on me or was attracted to me because I’m in that time of the month right now.