{"id":2370,"date":"2025-01-03T17:29:44","date_gmt":"2025-01-03T17:29:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=2370"},"modified":"2025-01-03T17:29:44","modified_gmt":"2025-01-03T17:29:44","slug":"first-beach-walk-2025","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=2370","title":{"rendered":"First Beach Walk 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-scaled.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-2373\" src=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-819x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"819\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-819x1024.jpg 819w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-240x300.jpg 240w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-768x960.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-1229x1536.jpg 1229w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-1638x2048.jpg 1638w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-1200x1500.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/dd-2025-0102-2025-010201-scaled.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><\/a>Yesterday I took my first beach walk of 2025 for all of 20 minutes, but I was elated by it. I\u2019m still struggling with the pesky respiratory thing, but I\u2019m determined to return to my regular walking. Lately it\u2019s been around the couple blocks that constitute our immediate neighborhood, but yesterday on the way home from an appointment, when I mentioned how I wasn\u2019t looking forward to the usual walk, Marty suggested West Dennis Beach, as we were nearby anyway. Yes! All for it. Anything to avoid pounding pavement.<\/p>\n<div>Well, that beach walk was brutal. And exhilarating. Why? 60mph plus winds, a parking lot that resembled a desert sandstorm, and a deserted beach presenting challenges I needed. Not too extreme, but doable. I was quick to dodge the car door as the wind slammed it shut. I climbed the stairs, over the wall, onto the beach, gripped my hood about my face, kept my head down, and I walked. Against the wind. Or rather I weaved. I was looking down most of the time, occasionally straying a little too close to the shoreline, and risking soggy feet. It felt so good. The wild aliveness of it all. And I was part of that. The pure sensory pleasure of feeling my lungs expand, and feeling stronger. Sometimes I staggered against the wind\u2019s ferocity, but I felt the cushioning of the sand with each of my footfalls. Heard the roar of the water and the wind, felt the sharp scent of the salt air, anticipated the warmth and taste of that pot of spicy chai I\u2019d have when I got home. I wondered at the seagulls, huddled against the elements, but still hugging the water\u2019s edge. Just like me, us all huddled against the elements. Me, Saying Hail Mary\u2019s, a remnant from my Catholic schoolgirl days, still one of my favorite prayers, to keep me going inch by inch. Hail Mary\u2019s that always feel like a mother\u2019s hug, reassuring me, it\u2019s okay. You can do this. Step by step. Minute by minute. Yesterday\u2019s beach walk was glorious. A multi-sensory explosion of feeling each and every one of my senses and the wonder of what it means to be human in what can sometimes feel like an inhospitable world. And I did it. I kept on.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I took my first beach walk of 2025 for all of 20 minutes, but I was elated by it. I\u2019m still struggling with the pesky respiratory thing, but I\u2019m determined to return to my regular walking. Lately it\u2019s been around the couple blocks that constitute our immediate neighborhood, but yesterday on the way home &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=2370\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;First Beach Walk 2025&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[663,625,664],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2370","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-book-of-days","category-soul","category-therapy"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2370","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2370"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2370\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2374,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2370\/revisions\/2374"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2370"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2370"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2370"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}