{"id":1856,"date":"2010-05-13T20:31:59","date_gmt":"2010-05-14T00:31:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/heidiannie.com\/?p=1856"},"modified":"2010-05-13T20:31:59","modified_gmt":"2010-05-14T00:31:59","slug":"heres-a-strange-little-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.heidiannie.com\/?p=1856","title":{"rendered":"Here’s a strange little story…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Chincoteague<\/a> I walked again today.  I made it about a mile in 30 minutes of interrupted walking.<\/p>\n

This is a BIG deal, because I haven’t been walking in a long time and have very little stamina anymore.   I ride a stationary bike for about 15 minutes a day- and do a little stretching yoga- so really I’m out of shape.<\/p>\n

But…( here’s the strange part)  I’m knitting a sock.  Yes, that is singular- I plan on knitting another one, but not to match the first.  Or for that matter am I knitting a pair to go with the second.  The third pair I knit will be a twosome.  <\/p>\n

Knitting socks has always been on my wish list.  Something I’d like to be able to do with some proficiency- like making bread- writing- speaking publicly.<\/p>\n

However, I have GREAT difficulty understanding and following patterns.  So I joined a knitting group that meets in Copley, my home town, and we are all knitting together.  They are ALL better than I am at knitting socks.  Theirs all look like socks that someone could actually wear.  One of the ladies, Jane , took one look at my sock and laughed.  She asked if I was knitting it for big foot.<\/p>\n

\"Chincoteague<\/a> <\/p>\n

I said it would have to be for Big FEE T- I can’t help it- I have hobbit feet.  They are wide and sturdy and right now I have gout in the right one- so – yes- big foot.<\/p>\n

Anyway, we got to talking and getting to know each other when said that she wanted to start walking and wondered if any of us would walk with her a couple of days a week.  It grew very quiet in that room full of ladies.<\/p>\n

Then we started talking about  other subjects and kept on knitting. <\/p>\n

Jane looked across the table at me and asked if I lived in Copley.  <\/p>\n

It turns out she lives down the road from me and she was determined that I would be her walking partner.  I hedged and hemmed and hawed and shook my head looking very discouraging and said that I hadn’t walked for a while and didn’t think I was the right person for her.  She said we could start out slow.<\/p>\n

She gave me her phone number, I gave her mine, we set up a tentative schedule-<\/p>\n

AND then she looked me full in the face and said, ” I’m sent from heaven to get you walking.  You’ll see, this will be good for us both.”<\/p>\n

Did I mention Jane’s last name?  It’s Snow- as in the former food editor of the Akron Beacon Journal?  <\/p>\n

So here I am- trying to get into some kind of walking stamina while working on this house in Virginia.  Frank keeps giving me MORE jobs, on top of those I had already planned to do- I’m sore- I’m tired- and I’m trying to walk a little every day.  <\/p>\n

And all because HEAVEN sent Jane Snow to get me walking.<\/p>\n

By the way, the reason these socks are so big is because I’m using super large yarn to make Cottage socks.  I bought the yarn because it had this picture on the skeins.<\/p>\n

\"Chincoteague<\/a><\/p>\n

While walking today, I came upon a directive in the sidewalk-<\/p>\n

\"Chincoteague<\/a> So go ahead-Laugh!<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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