Blech.

I got intrigued with this whole concept of "Walk Scores" for neighborhoods after the listing of most and least walkable cities was published last week. I mean, when I was in Grad School in Boulder, CO, I had no car. My bike was my car. And I did great. Seriously, not an issue ever.

I typed my current address in on the http://www.walkscore.com/ website, not expecting great things. I mean, I'm 1.5 miles from the nearest grocery store- which is walkable but not with lots of groceries, and it's not fun.

My house got a 37, which is "car-dependent". Suddenly my walking to work days are amazing, and the fact that I do manage to go car-free one day a week fairly often is miraculous. Actually, it's due to insane planning but that's a different issue. Anyway, my failing walkability score added to my blah-du-jour that I'm having.

My loft that I lived in on Galveston got a 91. Granted this doesn't allow for the oppressive heat and humidity- but it makes me think Galvatraz may not have been so bad after all (someone please remind me about my off-island grocery shopping and church going, thank you). Ironically, today Galveston has been looking good for professional reasons too. Good heavens I can't believe I said that!

My old apartment from residency got a 94. There I could walk to the store (Wild Oats, too, not some cheesy store!), but work was far enough that driving was necessary- at least with the hours I was keeping. That was the pre-80 hour workweek, we walked uphill both ways in the snow barefoot era :)

Please, if you're inclined, share your walk score with me. Help me realize I'm not the only one who has serious issues here!

Anyway, blech. That's my day in a nutshell, and I'll expand when I've figured it out a little more. It wasn't a tragic day by any means, but a little discouraging in a few ways. I was actually really proud of myself for not giving in to the Maggie Moo's temptation when I was at the store. I convinced myself that chocolate better batter ice cream wouldn't fix anything, and while it would taste good it would probably go directly to my thutt.

FYI, I'm still wrestling with that whole "holding spirit sacred" thingy. It's really, really complicated. And I'm open to input on what that phrase means to you and how you would go about living it.

Back later with Tuesday's list as Red Butte Gardens and some good blues beckon (Susan Tedeschi and Derek Trucks). Sadly, none of my friends that I'm aware of are going so I'm going alone. Which, for once, I'm not in the mood to do.