I walk to and from
work. It is a distance of about 6.5kms
each way. There is something wonderfully
therapeutic just walking, looking around, watching the clouds, being in the moment!
This morning I set off
and started walking down Beaufort St. I
became aware of two women walking behind me.
It was their voices I heard, chatting away. Soon they had overtaken me.
They were both of smallish statute – petite
would sound better and both carried two bags each. Now I’m tall so have a
fairly long stride when I walk. These
women were clocking up some speed because they passed me by, four bags between
them and two tongues talking non-stop.
We came to the first set of lights where I caught up with them. They stood waiting for the lights to change
and kept talking.
The lights changed,
they were off and racing again. I tried
to keep up with them but had no chance.
Off down Beaufort St, bags swinging tongues still talking till the next
set of lights. Repeat performance.
Do you know, those two
women carrying 4 bags between them talked non-stop for 6.5kms into the
city! Not only is that a feat, they
managed to walk faster than I ever could, they didn’t draw a sweat – sorry
women don’t sweat, the glow! They didn’t
draw a glow nor were they breathless!
I was amazed! I was knackered just from watching them! The ability to walk fast and talk even faster
for 6.5kms is remarkable.
It did get me thinking
for any not-for-profit organisation that needs a new fund raising idea, instead
of doing fun runs and pooch walks perhaps they could do “walk and talks”. Women could be sponsored for walking and
talking.
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