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Went for a long walk today. And in Kitimat, I can always count on crossing paths with another walker. Because the sun was shining against the rugged, snow-speckled mountains, I knew other Kitimatians would have the same idea. (Kitimatians refers to the residents of Kitimat-of course).
It's easy to kill an hour walking in the town because it's designed for walking. There are sprawling walkways throughout the town, fanning out in all directions which gives walkers and runners a more relaxed and inviting surrounding.
The concept of "taking a walk" brings various meanings to mind, from stretching your legs, to getting outdoors for some light exercise, to removing yourself from an intense or frustrating situation, to walking and talking with a friend.
I think as much on walks as I do when I am sitting at home or at work. So for me, a walk is usually a catalyst for invigoration followed by the feeling that I am wearing size 13 shoes and that most of my bodweight has shifted to the soles of my feet.
If you have been reading the news this week, the recurring warning is "avoid hiking around mountains or jogging along mountain trails and don't launch a boat without putting on a life jacket. One man washed up at the bottom of a river, a lady got mauled to death by a grizzly and an long-serving member of the RCMP fell from a boat and drowned. Makes me feel so much better that I am living in a vast wildlife area with mountains, a river and many bear sightings.
The trees in Kitimat grow in a compacted, dense mass that clings to the mountains like thick, green moss on a rock. And the sight of snow-peaked mountains in 25 degree temperatures astonishes me every day. I may be alone in Kitimat however if you are going to be spending time by yourself, much better to do it in Kitimat than in a large city like Vancouver.
Here, loneliness is permitted; there loneliness is a sin. Here, one is normal, everyday, mundane; there, it's dangerous, vulnerable and unusual.
Here, one can get to know many; there one can get lost, left out and pushed to the fringe.
Neither is good nor bad, only different. Just my take on it.
It's easy to kill an hour walking in the town because it's designed for walking. There are sprawling walkways throughout the town, fanning out in all directions which gives walkers and runners a more relaxed and inviting surrounding.
The concept of "taking a walk" brings various meanings to mind, from stretching your legs, to getting outdoors for some light exercise, to removing yourself from an intense or frustrating situation, to walking and talking with a friend.
I think as much on walks as I do when I am sitting at home or at work. So for me, a walk is usually a catalyst for invigoration followed by the feeling that I am wearing size 13 shoes and that most of my bodweight has shifted to the soles of my feet.
If you have been reading the news this week, the recurring warning is "avoid hiking around mountains or jogging along mountain trails and don't launch a boat without putting on a life jacket. One man washed up at the bottom of a river, a lady got mauled to death by a grizzly and an long-serving member of the RCMP fell from a boat and drowned. Makes me feel so much better that I am living in a vast wildlife area with mountains, a river and many bear sightings.
The trees in Kitimat grow in a compacted, dense mass that clings to the mountains like thick, green moss on a rock. And the sight of snow-peaked mountains in 25 degree temperatures astonishes me every day. I may be alone in Kitimat however if you are going to be spending time by yourself, much better to do it in Kitimat than in a large city like Vancouver.
Here, loneliness is permitted; there loneliness is a sin. Here, one is normal, everyday, mundane; there, it's dangerous, vulnerable and unusual.
Here, one can get to know many; there one can get lost, left out and pushed to the fringe.
Neither is good nor bad, only different. Just my take on it.
posted by strunken wagnall @ 11:21 PM
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