The days when a watch was just a watch.

Written by on November 12, 2020

I miss the days when a watch was just a watch . Now I wear this ‘smarty pants’ watch that reminds me everyday that I am not taking enough steps.

What my watch does not appreciate is the long road I have walked, the valleys I have traversed, the hills I have climbed. Sometimes a flat road, sometimes through thick mud, on the odd occasion even blissfully downhill. 

At times I carried excess baggage, at times nothing. 

Sometimes I had to be pulled by the hand, sometimes I had the strength to pull others along on the journey. 

I have at times wandered aimlessly, other times I programmed the GPS. Many times I did get lost, but always found my way, guided by my North Star. 

I have travelled the road less travelled. It is a difficult one, it is a lonely one, but it is also a rewarding one full of lessons that only tough journeys teach you. 

I’ve met other travelers all following different maps, the stories of their journeys always captivating. 

Along the way I’ve stopped to listen to the birds and appreciate the sound of laughter. I’ve even appreciated the sound of silence. 

I keep walking, putting one foot in front of the other despite the occasional pebble in the shoe, safe in the knowledge that there are many more sights to see, people to meet and experiences to appreciate on this journey of life. 

If my watch really was smart, it would recognize all the steps I have taken thus far and award me my Champion’s Badge!