I’ve just read a Guardian article, link below, on walking and how good it is for us. I knew this already, dear Guardian, I’ve been walking for years and loving it.
Walking gives me routine. It gets me out of bed. It also gives me space to think, come up with ideas, feel the sun on my face, breathe in fresh air, be social, say hi to all the dogs, stay fit and find great coffee spots or bars along the way.
But that doesn’t mean I’m not a Sea Squirt, which is basically a marine invertebrate that eats its own brain.
I can be sea squirtish too.
Johannesburg hosted the MTN 702 Walk the Talk on Sunday. It’s an annual event, it’s fantastic and it’s all about community. There are over 50 thousand participants. We are thin, fat, black, white, men, women, straight, gay, queer, young, old, human, dog and sea squirt too.
We all have one thing in common.
A love for our city, a love for our country and a love for one another.
We walked to Wits University, over the Nelson Mandela Bridge, through Constitution Hill, past the cunt Gupta compound, through the Zoo which was fantastic, to Nelson Mandela’s Home, past the best little coffee shops and up the worst hill to get home.
When finally you become a Sea Squirt.
This is how I felt at the end of the walk, and I think the other 49 thousand and something walkers felt the same too:-
Part of a community.
In love with our country.
In love with our fellow walkers
And in awe of our beautiful, interesting and creative spaces.
And also, like a Sea Squirt.
I’ve spent the last 20 hours recovering on my couch doing nothing.
I am a Sea Squirt and proud to be one
Get off the couch and join up next year.