Walking is never boring.
I've done it all my life.
Not owning a car I've walked, biked and/or took the bus (commuter rail and plane, too!) everywhere I go.
Sometimes I have walked just a few blocks, sometimes 2, or more, miles.
Imagine walking a mile to the market, then carrying a full grocery bag in each arm, or by hand, for the same distance home.
Once a week or more.
Many people look down on anyone who walks, when they could be driving a car, or at the least riding a bus.
The thing to realize is that everyone walks somewhere at some point in their day.
One way to think about it is: Hey, if it was good enough for Wordsworth, Shaw, and Carlyle, then it's good enough for me!
Story and blog ideas can come while walking somewhere.
I first wrote a variation of this essay in 2007.
You will laugh and think I'm nuts, but there is something that I've done since I was 10 years old and will continue to do until the day I die:
Read a book while walking somewhere.
I often read from novels, non-fiction, and magazines where ever I go, not necessarily the whole trip, but I do read.
Many years ago someone told me he followed me for 3 miles, one day, watching me read a book as I walked along crossing intersections without seemingly being aware of anything around me but magically avoiding people and traffic and hitting all the stop lights as they turned green.
I told him (pointing at my glasses) it was easy when you have 4 eyes.