Nearly a year ago, my life changed drastically. After recovering from a mystery illness in August 2018 (imagine the midpoint between a terrible cold and a mild case of the flu), I stepped back and evaluated my entire existence: My direction in life, health, my lack of good reading habits. I scrutinized anything and everything I could.

But the most important issue, one I’ve neglected for far too long, was my lack of exercise. On the evening of September 25, 2018, I stepped past my front door and walked a half-mile. I’ve exercised on-and-off over the years, but I never managed to build something lasting.

On that cool evening, I decided to build an unbreakable habit.

September rolled into October. The weather cooled and brilliant fall colors arrived. I continued walking and managed a total of 9.61 miles. A small amount, but more than I had walked in months. I started feeling better.

By December, a new habit had formed. In spite of the icy rain and cold temperatures, I racked up a total of 37.66 miles. I felt amazing.

In July 2019, I challenged myself to walk as much as I could. I hit 44.50 miles on July 31. I’ve lost a significant amount of weight and I’ve never felt better before.

Although I faced hiccups along the way, I persisted. Since last year, I learned a great deal about myself and the importance of exercise.

Walking (and other types of exercise) is incredible for the body, mind, and soul. Plus, I discovered I love walking in the rain without an umbrella. Whether hot or cold, the rain always feels nice.

I’ve also ventured to new places with my newfound love of walking, including Julia Falls Overlook and Glen Falls, both near my hometown of Chattanooga, Tennessee. One of my favorite walking spots is the loop trail at Harrison Bay State Park, which features a beautiful view of the Chickamauga Lake. 

I think I’ll go on a walk.