Exercise with a purpose

Isn't it interesting that so many of us walk, run or cycle to get some exercise and then come home, get in the car to drive a short distance? This morning I was in San Diego (after spending a delightful Sunday watching the Giants pounce the Padres) with a flight mid-morning. I had planned to take the hotel shuttle to the airport this morning. Instead, I checked my iPhone and it looked like the airport was about 3 miles from the airport. 3 miles along the lovely San Diego waterfront.

So I set off this morning in plenty of time to make my flight. I had a smallish duffle on wheels (and BTW, what a great invention those wheels on luggage are!), my backpack purse and my tennies. Plus it was terrific (as usual) San Diego weather. So I was set.

The funny thing was the number of cabs that stopped or gave me a high sign thinking that I must need a ride. I probably looked a little goofy with work clothes, tennies and pulling my duffle, but it sure felt good to kill two birds with one stone -- getting to the airport and getting some exercise. Thankfully, San Diego had sidewalks all the way to the airport (I was nervous about navigating some streets, but it didn't come to that). And, I think the distance predicted by the iPhone was a little short once I got inside the airport and to the terminal.

Unfortunately, I live in suburbia, which is much more geared to cars. But I can and will make it a point to walk more often at least to the grocery store.

I continue to struggle somewhat with eating (I had out-of-town guests this weekend, two birthday parties, yesterday's ballgame and probably a whole lot of other excuses), but I'm not giving up. I can't. All I can do is hang in there and start again!

Happy Monday.

Petco Park - a gorgeous place to watch some pennant race baseball



With a view like this, who wouldn't want to walk (even schlepping luggage)