Early Hiking to Calm My Restless Menopausal Spirit

At 6:25 a.m. the alarm goes off, and my hubby and I reluctantly get out of bed, still somewhat groggy, and tired from last night’s chest and abdominal workout. But neither wants to be the one to suggest skipping the morning’s hike/walk for sleeping in another glorious 45 minutes. So we get changed into proper walking gear, and in no-time-flat are out the door, stepping into very crisp air. Burrr!

Once outside, however, it doesn’t take us long to feel motivated and into ready-hiking action. We fall into synchronized steps—though mine are 3-4 steps to his every 2, because I am that much shorter, and so I am working harder. Soon, we begin our habitual conversation…about money, family, dreams, the weather, everyone and everything. Actually, talking is another form of therapy…for the both of us.

After a while we switch gear in conversation, and begin to talk about the people we see around us. We play a game, at their expense; we poke fun and take a gander to presume to know them. They don’t know us, after all. We’ll never get together for tea!

A man dressed like the Unabomber, though no dark glasses, wore dark clothing, a hood over his head, and gloves. We didn’t think it was that cold, but, alright….

A woman, a lonely jogger, wore calf-high spandex pants and a skimpy sleeveless top. Okay, it really wasn’t near-enough warm-enough to go sleeveless, and we just knew she had to be cold. We still hadn’t warmed up, and we’d been fast-paced walking for a good 15 minutes! No matter… But what I was really thinking, that I wouldn’t then tell my hubby, is that I wish I was thin-enough and brave-enough to wear the skimpy spandex. So there!

And then there’s the young girl we’ve seen many times now on our hikes/walks, she is faithfully out there, alone, but never smiles or makes eye contact. She is always looking tired and almost obligated to do what she does. I am still trying to figure out her story.

As we started to approach the steeper part of our hiking, we noticed the sun was making its way to blanket the open mountainside, with brilliance and warmth. The view from the top, as always, is stunning and simply breathtaking.

When we finally begin our descent our hearts begin to relax and calm down. Phew! Very soon we notice, coming towards us, the lady wearing the skimpy spandex—her 3rd time around to our approaching 1st time around. And I’m already wearing out. And then we see the young lady, the tired looking one, finishing her 2nd time around. Geez, my hubby and I are really out of shape!

Though often my spirit feels entrenched in my menopausal ways, I find that exercise, like lifting weights or an early morning hike, will without-question revive my downcast spirit.

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