Still Recovering

Unforced Movement
Moving without trying to improve anything.

I went walking today and decided to check out the first trail head to second trail head trail. It had been a while since I had been on it.

It was open today.

The sign that closed the trail because of all the rain from the past week had been set aside, and the trail was open again.

The minute I set foot on it, so many emotions flooded my nervous system.

I couldn’t rate them as good or bad because it felt like all of them together.

As I kept walking, the system began to settle in.

I noticed there were a lot of walkers, but no bikers, which felt very strange on a weekend and on a holiday weekend to boot.

I immediately noticed another hiker carrying a walking stick.

Only one time did the hiker put the stick down and use it. The rest of the time, the walker kept the stick across the shoulders behind the neck, with both hands resting on either end.

I thought it was odd and cool at the same time.

As I kept walking I felt physically so much better. I felt the hot sun on my shoulders, but cool air on my face.

It was a great feeling.

I think I missed this trail, and for some reason I felt it missed me too.

As I got to the second trail head, I noticed two Park Rangers set up with a table.

I was immediately proud and intrigued, as I had been a Park Ranger twice in my employment past.

I moved my headphones away from my ears and said hello. I looked over the table of information.

One Ranger said, “We are here to remind everyone that the trail is open but still recovering from the rain. Also to keep trail etiquette in mind with each other.”

I said, “Thank you Rangers for being here.”

As I began walking home, I realized that the trail and every person on that trail is still probably recovering from something.

I felt a bit more recovered from today’s walk myself.

I felt good.