It started with a morning walk

Last night we got together for a family dinner and my brother-in-law asked me about what was in store for my 43rd year.

My answer is to continue improving. But, his question got me looking back as well.

Some of you may remember 2016 Adam. He carried and extra 40 pounds. Frankly, his burden was psychological, emotional and physical.

Like everyone around him, he coped. But, if you looked at him you knew he also had his struggles.

He ate poorly and he never exercised.

“Go for a walk,” his mother said. “You need to go for a walk!”

One day he got out of bed and went for a walk. It felt good.

The next day he got up again and went for a walk.

Then the next, followed by the next. Day after day.

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That is where my transformation began, and three years later, so much has changed.

Most days start with a walk. The days that do, are much different than the days that don’t.

In those early days my walks went from three kilometres up to seven or eight. Some days I logged ten kilometres before 8am.

Recently, they are more like a brisk three.

Shortly after the walking started, my attention turned to diet. Most recently, I meditate.

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“The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” Lao Tzu

I smile when I think back to that first morning walk and the impact of that one single decision on my life.

Each morning starts another journey.

It’s the decision to choose stepping into the rain over the warm comfort of my bed, each and every time.

While that first step does not seem to be all that remarkable, who knows where you will end up!