~ Ellen DeGeneres
So, I kind of flunked out of physical therapy. I’m told that’s what happens when you don’t do your homework. I just couldn’t get enthused about tying my foot to the leg of my coffee table with a red stretchy band and pulling every which way with my ankle. After all, my ultimate goal is to be able to walk without a limp someday, not to learn to drag my coffee table around like a prisoner’s ball and chain.
Perhaps I was being too literal, but I decided that if I want to improve my walking, maybe the thing to do is just that… walking. I canceled my PT appointments and began taking daily jaunts around the block. I started out small, making progressively larger loops around my neighborhood, going however far felt right on any given day.
It worked really well for the first few days. It was warm(ish) and sunny and there was lots to see in the neighborhood. It felt refreshing to get out of the house and move about, untethered from the coffee table (it wouldn’t fit through the door anyway).
Then it rained. Certain that I would melt if I sallied forth into the drizzle, I stayed home and kept my coffee table company for a couple of days. But eventually I remembered a lecture that my doctor had given me a few years ago. I had been considering a walking program at that time, too, and had complained about potentially walking in the potentially nasty weather. My doctor advised me that, having grown up in the Pacific Northwest, I should by now have figured out how to manage in the rain. She had suggested (rather sardonically) that I buy a rain hat and get on with my life. Tough love, I guess.
Three years later, I have followed her suggestion. I got my walks in on two days by going to the malls and searching the stores for just the right hat. I settled on a black and red reversible number from Eddie Bauer. The red kind of matches my stretchy band that’s tied to my coffee table. Maybe that’s what drew me to it.
So I have my snazzy new rain hat and I’m all ready to take on the elements and venture back out into the neighborhood. My doctor will be proud. My coffee table will just have to get over it.
Now if it would only rain again.