Snowmen Rule

I've decided to go for a walk today, rather than another snowshoeing expedition.  My knees are even creakier than they were yesterday, so I'm going to listen to common sense and give them a bit of a break.  Besides, after several days of above zero weather, snowshoeing is becoming difficult, to say the least.  The last couple of times I went out, snowballs formed under the metal grips on the bottom of my feet, and I ended up several inches taller than usual.  This is fine unless you're trying to go downhill, when your snowshoes don't have any grip at all.  In fact my son slid several feet downhill yesterday, then stood at the bottom and laughed at me as I cautiously picked my way along.

Besides, the conditions are perfect for making snowmen, and I noticed two excellent specimens on the way home.  I'm planning to take a quick walk around the neighbourhood and 
get pictures of them before they melt.  Remember we're supposed to have an early spring, according to the groundhogs, so I'd better get walking before it's too late. This dapper fellow on the right caught my attention as I was driving home from weightlifting, and I had to walk past and admire him again.  He's right beside a daycare centre, and I'm sure the kids enjoy his company. It was actually a great day for a walk, despite the slush underfoot.  By the time I got home it had started to rain, as predicted.  It's amazing how much lighter it seems out when there is snow on the ground, no matter how cloudy the sky is.  The snow reflects light back and it's much more cheerful than it was a few weeks ago when we had no snow and cloudy days.

My knees feel much better after the walk, so I guess that was the right decision.  One of the advantages of getting older is that I no longer feel the pressure to grit my teeth and continue to do something just because I said I would.  No matter how unrealistic my expectations were and how miserable I was, if I said I'd go snowshoeing every day it would be done.  Now I have the maturity to reexamine my goals and change direction if necessary, without feeling like I "quit".  Another example of my LITFS philosophy, I guess.