Reading some old letters I wrote home from basic training in the US Army, I see references to marching and close order drill. Those eight weeks of training made me the most physically fit I’ve ever been in my life. A lot has changed since those days, but I still try to keep up a regular walking pace. Like Stan Grayson at Dinkel Island (Return of Bliss), I tackle a brisk two-mile walk as many mornings as possible each week. It pays off in energy, fitness and overall health.
Not long ago I wrote a free-verse poem to capture the flavor of that morning ritual. It goes like this:
Arms swinging, head erect, face forward,
skinny legs with knobby knees pacing off
a fresh day’s start.
decades old but always fresh. Count cadence,
count: one, two, three, four. Once-booted feet
now Nike clad pounding out the beat through
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