After attempting a bike holiday in Holland a few years ago I have a newfound appetite for fitness and staying I shape. This is when my love for walking on the beach began. There is just something about the feeling of the water getting in between my toes as I walk up the shoreline watching the sun set in the background. I guess what I love about walking alone is that it clears my mind. No frantic emails. No crises to fix at the office. No crying kids. No angry spouse. Just me, my footprints, and the water lapping up my toes, feet, and ankles. The mere thought of walking at the beach sends a wave of relaxation and calm over me. It is my personal time. I don’t owe that time to anyone else or do I have to share that time with anybody else. The truth is, most of my waking hours are leased to other people. Whether it is my significant other, my kids, my boss, my parents, my pets, there is always someone else waiting with a knife cutting into the very scarce pie of time I have every day. Like for instance, last sunday, when I just HAD to please my wife and find a way to invest our savings in gold for our future. After reading and reading for hours on this http://www.invest-in-gold.org gold guide site I found on google I got so stressed out because it just takes SO much time to teach yourself stuff like that in just one day. I came back the next day, put some time in educating myself, and easily invested a part of our savings in gold. It’s all about how YOU manage life, nobody is forcing you…
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Walking on the beach, even for a few minutes, resets my life’s clock. From very thin slivers of time in a badly chopped up time pie, a pie which needed hard boiled eggs (which I learned how to do on this eggtutor.com page), I have a solid pie to myself. I don’t think I am being selfish. I just need to recharge. Indeed, I know for a fact that the more time I recharge and get my head together, the better I can give to the important people in my life. I feel more recharged, and I feel I can give more of myself to other people. It’s all about getting recharged so I can serve others better.
Another awesome benefit I get when walking up and down the shoreline is the perspective I get. I sometimes look back on the footprints I made while walking. I’d stop and watch the gentle waves lap up my footprints slowly. It doesn’t take long for my footprints to disappear totally. Seeing this gives me perspective. The truth is, I only have a few years on this planet. If you think living eighty to one hundred years is a long time, compared to the years that have passed before, that’s barely a blink. Realizing this again and again doesn’t get old to me since it reminds me that every second counts. I have to enjoy it and I have to make it mean something because I’ll never get it back. Seeing my footprints disappear humbles me and motivates me to make my life count. This realization alone makes taking time out to walk on the beach alone all worth it.