Walking is also an ambulation of mind.
My career has been a gradual climb. I think that's part of the reason why I've had longevity.
The great thing about rock-n-roll is you realize the top of the mountain is big enough for more than one band.
It's only a hitch when you're in a slump. When you're hitting the ball its called rhythm.
Being a woman has only bothered me in climbing trees.
I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.
And what exactly is nature walking? It's any and every kind of walking you can do in the natural world. The activity encompasses strolling, striding, sauntering, stepping, treading, tramping, traipsing, traversing, rambling, roving, roaming, racewalking, hiking, meandering, wandering, wending, pacing, peregrinating, perambulating. . . in natural surroundings.
I like playing basketball and going to the gym. I don't box, but I'll ride my bike and go jogging or running in the park. Sometimes my lady and I go hiking.
I like Target. I like the ones in the Midwest, personally. We don't really have those in England yet.
I may climb perhaps to no great heights, but I will climb alone.
People need immediate places to refresh, reinvent themselves. Our surroundings built and natural alike, have an immediate and a continuing effect on the way we feel and act, and on our health and intelligence. These places have an impact on our sense of self, our sense of safety, the kind of work we get done, the ways we interact with other people, even our ability to function as citizens in a democracy. In short, the places where we spend our time affect the people we are and can become.
Be the kind of person that sees an obstacle as a Mountain, and throws on their hiking gear
When the path ignites a soul, there's no remaining in place. The foot touches ground, but not for long.
Nature, and the original system that created us, must always remain somehow with us, the bedrock of our movements and actions. What is our duty? To live a life.
Mostly, two miles an hour is good going.
The wilderness is a place of rest - not in the sense of being motionless, for the lure, after all, is to move, to round the next bend. The rest comes in the isolation from distractions, in the slowing of the daily centrifugal forces that keep us off balance.
There may be more to learn from climbing the same mountain a hundred times than by climbing a hundred different mountains.
Thus, that one can find no place to walk through the breadth of the earth is not because the earth is not tranquil but because the danger to every step of the traveler lies generally with words.
A few men own from ten thousand to two hundred thousand acres each. The poor Laborer can find no resting place, save on the barren mountain, or in the trackless desert.
I've been doing a lot of hiking, which I love