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I went for a walk, last week. I had an hour for lunch, and decided to spend the bulk of that time going outdoors for a brisk walk. I’m in an orientation and new employee training for a local government agency, and I’ve actually been given a one hour (unpaid, of course) lunch time; my first after almost 28 years of teaching. When I first learned of this largess, I wondered to myself as to what I would DO with so much time? I normally received a 30 minute lunch period, as a school teacher, which was normally enough to wolf down a sandwich, check my emails, and then hustle off to get ready for another class.
I decided to check out the surrounding neighborhood, for my first lunchtime walk. The training site is located in a suburban area, across the street from a high school. The air was fresh, and the sun was warm to my face. I had on jeans and tactical boots. The street which I was traveling alongside was relatively flat and sparsely traveled. Several of the local dogs took an interest in me, and the only people who shared the sidewalk with me were elderly and walking their own dogs.
I could not help but to notice how vivid the colors were, today. The changing of the seasons seemed not to have affected this part of the county, as the trees were still full of green leaves and the well-manicured lawns exhibited their own varying shades of green as I strode past them. The air was noticably cooler than it was just one week ago, Gone was the oppressive, almost jealous heat of summertime; replaced by a refreshing, almost subtly invigorating elixor of sorts.
I was perspiring as I entered the parking lot. I had another shirt to change into, stashed away in my backpack, as well as a sandwich and a bottle of tap water. Several of the other new hires had either left the training area to eat out, or ate at the facility dining center. I stretched out in the vacant conference room, and changed out of my shirt in a restroom.
As I sipped the still-cool water from the bottle in my backpack, one of the new hires and I struck up a conversation with each other. He had worked here, years ago, and had reapplied to work here, again. Our job would be one where we would not be able to leave the facility for the entire time we were to be on duty. We would not see the outdoors for the duration of our shift. Going for a walk during a lunch break would evntually become a distant memory.