I read that Charles Dickens used to take long walks at night in London. It helped his depression. Wordsworth would walk 30 miles to visit his friend Samuel T. Coleridge, in the Lake Country.

I think we've kind of lost touch with that kind of walking!

Since I haven't had a car since 1982 (good riddance!), I've done a lot more walking than the "average person" in addition to using public transportation and, of course, my bicycles. My left hip has made walking more painful the past three or four years, but I still walk. I walked eight miles last Saturday.

However, I find walking intolerably boring. I almost never do it for "fun." Cycling is (usually) fun. Running is fun, but I don't do that anymore from fear of injury and knowledge that it's really hard on just about everything that comprises a human body.

I hope walking and cycling complement each other.