I had been threatening.

Only beknownst to me, however, was the fact that my threats were idle.  Idle threats, as opposed to frenetic threats.  But threats made, idle or frenetic, must sometimes be carried out.

It seems that I have been promising Nancy, my petite and energetic wife, that I would renew my commitment to physical activity.  In fact, I made such a statement just this morning as we were driving to church.  I thought that would buy me another day.  Surely something would happen during the next twenty-some-odd hours to justify another delay.

I threw out possible points on that justification throughout the day.  “Lots of projects to do . . . you know, these new work-out shoes really hurt my feet . . . my back hasn’t really completely healed from that weekend we moved that stuff to Dallas for Justin and Alex.” 

Only beknownst to me, however, was the fact that my points were poor.  Poor points, as opposed to good points.  But points made, poor or good, must sometimes be set aside.

Nancy appeared at my side as I was pecking away at my computer this afternoon.

“I was thinking I would go up to campus and try out the new walking trail around campus before supper.”

“Good thinking,” I replied without looking up.  “I’ll be right here.”

“Well, I was thinking that you might want to come with me.”

“Nah, I’ve got a lot to do,” I insisted.  To my surprise, Nancy simply smiled, said “okay” and headed to her closet to retrieve her walking shoes.  Frankly, I was really surprised.  No cajoling, no shaming.  Not one of the tactics that I would have used had I been her.

Under the influence of forces I have not yet come to understand, I stood, pulled my shoulders back, and announced that I was going to join her.  I supposed I was a little dazed over my actions, because I don’t remember a lot about what happened next.

Suddenly we were on the 2-mile ribbon of concrete the university had recently completed.  It’s been the topic of much conversation in our community.  And I can see why.  The path is lighted with emergency call stations strategically placed.  Along the way, there are foot stones and limestone pillars with scriptures engraved.  It’s a beautiful course. 

And we saw people.  Lots of students, a few other couples about our age, a young mother pushing her baby in a stroller, and even our neighbor from next door.  A few wheeled by on bicycles.  One young woman glided by on those in-line skates.  Her progress seemed almost effortless as she disappeared quickly from view.  Several of our fellow travelers were serious runners.  Sweat glistened from toned legs and arms.

Regardless of their speed or style of travel, every single individual we met seemed pleased – almost grateful – to be there.  It didn’t seem to matter if they were struggling or slipping easily through the miles.  Absolute delight to be on the trail.

Only beknownst to me, however, was the fact that I was winded.  Winded, as opposed to relaxed.  But life on the trail, winded or relaxed, is always made better by the company of delighted companions.

What a wonderful mix.

Shine On!

Copyright 2006 Joe L. Cope

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