Taking daily walks with Jack has become my therapy. I gave up my gym membership and I’m exercising more than ever before. I know that sounds insane, but the freedom of putting Jack in the Bugaboo Runner and just hitting the pavement with him, some earbuds and Billy Joel on Spotify has been my salvation.
I read that Steve Jobs frequently preferred “walking meetings” to traditional sit-down meetings and Facebook phenom Mark Zuckerberg has also been cited as being partial to the “walk and talk.”
When you’re moving, so is your mind. Sometimes I get so caught up in tasks and chores, I just need to clear my head out and literally head out the door. The many benefits of walking have been well-documented on the web. According to a blog post by writer Andrew Tate, “Just 30 minutes of walking each day is enough to dramatically reduce your risk of heart disease, colon cancer, breast cancer and dementia.” He also mentioned a 2014 Stanford University that found walking can make people 81 percent more creative.
So, I originally decided to get moving for my body, but now I’m discovering it’s become even more beneficial for my mind. As a mother to a one-and-a-half-year-old toddler, I’m constantly moving, but walking is the only time I feel a sense of zen.
If I had a dollar for every time someone came over to me and my son and said “Enjoy every minute, they grow up so fast,” I’d have quite a nice college fund saved for him already. My boy is 9-months-old now and I’m thrilled with him. I appreciate everything about him. He’s my whole heart. I’m just not sure why total strangers come over to me EVERY DAY and say this to me. It’s almost like the universe doesn’t want me to forget for a single moment that I am in fact holding a miracle.
I most definitely know Jack won’t be a baby forever. And yes, I’m aware that I’ve already written about this phenomenon before. And yes I appreciate him. Dear God, do I appreciate this boy. But the reality is life does move pretty fast. On Sunday, I was in the pool with my little cousins, looking out at my family members. It seems like just yesterday, I was the 5-year-old kid in the pool. I think the best thing I can do for Jack is love him, set a good example and just let him grow into the wonderful person he was destined to be.
I get the feeling that if people actually appreciated each moment more instead of telling others to appreciate it, the world would be a much better place. If people only took their own advice and stopped complaining and just lived in the moment, it would be glorious.
One of the photographers on our newspaper staff, Anna Collins, recently captured an amazing moment with my son. I will forever remember him at 9-months-old in this unforgettable set of shots. You can really see the love in his eyes. I am forever grateful Anna was able to capture this.