Recently, I have been walking for an hour instead of running for a half-hour for exercise. I like walking--in fact I realize that I enjoy it immensely--but I feel like a complete tool for calling it "exercise."When I lived in Washington, DC, I easily walked more than an hour a day. I've been walking because I miss it. I think I used to process a good portion of my obsessions and worries while walking to and from work, teaching, meeting friends, grocery shopping, errands, etc. I don't think I've come up with an effective replacement.
I am not getting fat, but I would be if I weren't making a major effort to make up for the fact that the suburbs are structured to prevent me (and everyone) from actually moving.
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