Why do I walk so much?

Is it the nearest thing I can find to meditation, or my way of paying my dues to my inner nomad?  Is it for the exercise that’s in it?  Or for the easy companionship when I walk with others?  There are elements of all of these, but it comes down to the fact that I love it.  The reasons don’t matter.  It’s the time I feel most myself, most at peace, and most interested in life. When I’ve been walking I can enjoy other activities even more.

Walking in remote countryside clears my brain. Walking in cities may lead to odd encounters and discoveries.  It makes little difference if it’s somewhere I know well, or somewhere new.  Though if I had to choose I would probably go with the new. Like Baudelaire in his poem Le voyage and like many people – novelty enchants me.

But this search for something new mustn’t be too superficial – and walking gives me the chance to feel I belong to a place, and to lay hold and possess it in return.  I think it’s on the same level as loving learning languages as a way of understanding a country and feeling at home there.

I tend not to philosophise about this in my walking blog, but I have put some miles under my boots this year.


4 thoughts on “Why do I walk so much?

  1. You’ve certainly walked many miles this year, Ali, and why not when you have the opportunity and enjoy it so much. More power to your boots!

    • I walk with other people mostly. I prefer to walk in a small group, or with one other person, although in larger groups I tend to mingle! I sometimes walk on my own, but haven’t done so much recently – probably because I have two or three regular walks each week as it is! Walking on my own is good because it means I can take as much time as I wish for photographs, or sitting staring, and so on.

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