It has been awhile since I’ve posted a walking journal, truth be told I’ve not done a great deal of walking, for this and that reason. Yesterday was almost miserable cold; you know the type of cold that seizes your very bones, so each movement seems to bitterly hurt. What is a girl to do? Turn the heater on, even if you keep telling yourself you are weak it is not even winter yet. Select Vivaldi, turn the dial on your speaker to more than half way and sit in front of the heater, close your eyes and just be. This is exactly what I did for most of the day, and it was so utterly warming and beautiful, can you believe I felt guilty, I felt so decadent, I punished myself by lacing up my runners and forcing myself to brave the cold and what would be half way into a walk a deluge, and me with no brolly. Just before the rain came to wash me away, I took a few walking photos, literally while walking, I rather love blur and movement in photos, I think because I see myself as a blur of bits of bobs.