Category Archives: Walking

Glass Slippers and Falling Leaves

I feel old lately. The weeks have not been kind to my body. Every day I feel more and more pain with every step I take. The spasms in my legs have been getting worse and I do not know … Continue reading

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A Marked Man

I am still convinced that my legs are trying to get me killed. ┬áSure, they may not be trying too hard; but I know it is one of their many efforts aside from walking. Last Saturday, we went out to … Continue reading

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A Constant Companion

Pain has been a constant companion lately. I carry it with me like a feather boa that is wrapped around my throat tightly so that I cannot get air. Or perhaps it is like concrete that slowly drips down my … Continue reading

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Quiet Conversation/Simple Pleasures

I am slightly worried. My legs have been seizing up lately, turning from flesh into rock and stone at a moments notice. This is not so unusual for me except that normally I have some sort of warning that my … Continue reading

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A Guessing Game

My legs are talking again. I can feel them throbbing with the want to scream their lungs out. If legs had lungs that is. Their conversation is particularly loud today as I make my way to work. My left leg … Continue reading

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Heel Toe Get Up and Go

Today it is my feet that are bothering me. I can’t seem to walk properly today; I don’t know why this is. I feel like I have clown feet today, cripple feet. I go to take a step and find … Continue reading

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A Broken Connection

I like to think that my legs are talking. While writing the other day, I remembered the old story my mother told me: That my brain was like a hub where all the telephone operators were. All the veins and … Continue reading

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Beautiful Skin

Today my legs are made of stone. I can feel them dragging. They are heavier than usual and I wonder how I could not have noticed before. I touch my calf muscles and there is no give there, there is … Continue reading

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Falling Forward

I like to think that when we walk, we are in a constant state of falling. Think about it: We take a step, we are falling. We take another step, we are falling. The only thing that stops us from … Continue reading

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The Counting Stone

The Elephant Man has returned. I got a ride home from work last night. From Elgin Street, I walked to Confederation Park. I knew the spasms were coming; I felt them riding in my friends car, a subtle throb that … Continue reading

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