One of the most impressive things about the new house is how much more we are walking, and how much less we are driving.
You wouldn’t think that moving one kilometre away from our old house would make a difference. Both neighbourhoods, while not suburban, are not downtown either. The house we live in now is the first detached house I’ve lived in since I moved out from my parents’ home, eighteen years ago. I’m pretty sure the townhouse condominium had greater density.
Yes, the house we live in now is closer to the school the kids go to. We’ve basically committed ourselves to walking to school in all but the most extreme weather, especially because the parking situation at the school itself is so problematic, we’d have to park so far away, we’d walk half the distance to school anyway. Why waste time getting into a car, buckling up, starting her up, driving, then parking and unbuckling when you can get get walking?
But it’s the walk to the supermarket that has been the most pleasant surprise for me. The current walk is roughly 500 metres, while the old walk is a kilometre. That’s twice the length, and I hadn’t realized that the difference is that great, but I still felt it. I’m not sure if it was the extra kilometre that was more daunting, or the semi-industrial scenery that I had to walk beside. Either way, I only miss the car when I come home with heavy loads, and we now have a cart that can handle that.
I’ve been trying to get more active. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to visit the fitness club of late. However, my iPhone does have a pedometer program and it has been keeping tabs on my steps. Supposedly some expert somewhere said that one had to walk 10,000 steps in a day to have a healthy, active lifestyle, and for months while living in the old neighbourhood, I was lucky to get 5,000 steps a day. This past month, I’ve had several 10,000+ days. My average this week is around 8,000.
All I need to do is have a dog to walk, and I’m sure to consistently go above the bar.