After many struggles and frustrations, I finally got a pedometer to work. Right now, I am at 9,157 steps for today. It has not been easy. I have been pacing all day. No reason, just pacing, trying to get my step count up so that I can go back to sitting. I paced while waiting for water to boil for my tea. I paced while waiting for things to print. I paced while talking to my mother on the phone. I paced and paced and paced.
And now I'm almost there.
They say a journey such as this starts with a single step. True. And it's the 99,999 next ones that are reminding me to buy new shoes. It's the 99,999 steps that keep me checking the pedometer to see if I'm there yet. It's the 99,999 that keep my mind from focusing on much of anything else.
It's a lot of work, these 10,000 steps. The physical work I was prepared for. The mental work, not so much. Hopefully this will get easier as the days go by.