Morning Walk: Before the Day Wakes Up
There’s something about being out before the world has fully assembled itself. The streets are quiet, the air still deciding what temperature it wants to be, and the mind—busy as ever—starts running before the legs do. Dixie and I stepped out into that early hush, the kind of morning where thoughts come faster than footsteps.
The first half‑kilometre was the usual routine: Dixie leaves her mark, I realize I forgot bags, and we loop back later to pick it up. Riverstone was calm, the kind of calm that makes you feel like you’re walking through someone else’s dream. I stopped for a photo overlooking the watershed—Lethbridge has these moments where it feels like a different country entirely. Riverstone Park even reminds me of those European‑style parks you see in Argentina: all it needs is a few ducks and someone walking by with a fresh loaf of bread tucked under their arm.
We wandered into the dog park and met Mindy and her owner. Dixie and Mindy started on opposite sides of the fence, which is always a gamble. Dogs get bold when there’s wire between them. He likes to take his dogs early, and I get it—less chaos, more control. But even then, dogs are dogs. They sniff, they posture, and sometimes they go straight for each other’s throats. We tried a greeting on the same side, but it was quick and sharp, so I pulled Dixie away and we carried on. No harm done, just a reminder that animals have their own rules, and we’re just guessing at them half the time.
The walk itself was solid—4.24 km in about 50 minutes. Cool air, steady pace, shins complaining but manageable. A jogger passed me near the end, which lit that little spark again: I need to get running back into my routine. Pain or not, motivation or not, the body wants what it wants.
What I love most is starting before the achievers even get out the door. There’s a freedom in that. The day hasn’t made its demands yet. No structure, no noise, just movement. It makes everything else easier. And when I sit down later to write my 1,000 or 2,000 words, I feel like I’ve already earned the quiet.
so the dog and i go for a walk and were talkign about how people arn't suppose to be grown in 60 to 1 being feed by 1 person feed 60 people.... it is unbalancing the tribes. so i walk a bit maniac in hte mornign wake up with a busy mind busy than normal. i do 4.24 km worth of walking leave my dog dirt at the beginning of the walk in the first 1/2 km andcome back at the last 1/2 km picking it up after i find bags. in riverstone. take a good photo lookingover the water shed there. the riverstone park reminds me of parks in argintina for some reason all it needs is ducks to feed with bread on your walk by the grocery. very weuropean thing to do is wlak with a french loaf and walk and talk though a park. we stop in the dog park a meet mindy and another dog. dixie got to greet mindy. but they got started onthe wrong side of the fence. i understand why he takes his dogs early tom the dog park. and right away he want them on a leash but he also wanted to have them off leash and he got up early to be in the dog park. dog just fight sometime most one they get group between fences. idk i thought if they got on the other side theyd be okay like the dog videos yuo see but theyre were known dogs to each other so i should of space that asset and formed it better in parpicaption but such is the conflict and crisis of presception or jubgement. dogs are sort of trail and call to action. as the such our walk was about 50 minutes and it was decent temperature. we got out and got the job done and out of the way early for the achievers are just getting out for the day-. makes the wonder of my mornign great that it start so early. i wish i could get all morigns caus ei like waking up first... and being out there before the structure of the day starts. makes my day easier with regret being played when i get to make my 2,000 words for my blog or 1,000 yet writing and reading are some of the best time i dedicate me life in. it is be release in ways people may want to search and improve in.. it takes many many years and a wonderful gift in many and our.. dixie is a happy dog this mornig she may of been to agresive so was rthe other dog but the owner took one dog on the leash and wetryed our luck to greet one. it was a quick sniff then they were at each other throats. so i took her back home. picked up the pace but a female jogger passed me on the road. i got to get runnign again. my shins hurt for this walk i just got to get motatived to do it in pain.... write me a blog with my thre photos
I like that picture facing east I think as the sun’s peeking through the clouds 🌅
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