Day 2

We started uphill  for the first official My Big Walk. My Virgil (my guide) was How Not to Act Old blogger Pam Satran. Asked to plot a route through town in the shape an infinity glyph, Pam didn’t blink an eye.  Maybe she rolled her eyes, but I didn’t notice.

We started uphill. Which is the best way to tackle any project. Run into the wind so it’s at your back when you’re tired. Walk uphill so you can take the easy downhill at the end. Swim first and run later (note the triathlon allusion, despite the fact I’ve never done one!).

At the crest of our morning climb the road ran along a treeline that opened to a stunning view of the New York City skyline.  The Empire State Building stood proud and ahem, erect, glittering in the sunlight. From there we headed downhill, completing the figure eight course at an easy pace.

Later, I couldn’t help but think about the expressions, It’s an uphill battle. It’s all downhill from here. Keep the wind at your back. And so on.

Downhill is easier, but often we refer to downhill as the slump side, or the losing end of the battle.  But uphill — which is more difficult — is associated with an upswing, an uptick, the upside. The optimism. The beginning. 

I guess it’s all in how you look at it. Are you an uphill person or a downhill person? On the upside or the downside? Glass half full, or glass half empty?

For years I’ve played the optimist/pessimist game with myself — quick, look at that glass. Is it half empty, or half full?   — but I’ve never been able to trick my mind into answering before the implications of the response entered my consciousness. Optimist or pessimist? Realist or dreamer?

Uphill or downhill?

 Downhill is easier, but uphill is the beginning of a new journey.