It sounds strange, but keep this in mind: yesterday, when I got home from work, I calculated that in all probability I had spent no more than five minutes outside.
If I still lived in Wisconsin, this might make more sense—but even still, I may have trumped that time frame just by cleaning off my car. I live in Scottsdale, Arizona and it was 68 degrees and sunny yesterday. It will be in the 70's today.
Looking back over past weekdays, the most amount of time I spend outside is probably something like 10 minutes. So, it's not surprising that the trek in McDowell Mountain Park made me feel like I had left the planet—I'm really not all that integrated with planet earth.
This is all new to me. Each year I'm further entrenched into the office world, sitting and staring at a computer screen. Last year, I was teaching and moving around all day--teaching in the office world. This year I'm writing, and sitting. Last year was an anomaly though, and in either case, I was indoors. Despite last year, the trend is one of moving less, being outdoors less, and playing less. I'm just trying to pay attention to all this.
Paying attention and noticing is the first step towards action and changing it.
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