The walkings of a twenty-something single gal

I'm a walker.

Not a power-walker, that conjures up mental images of middle-aged ladies in flourescent windbreakers pumping their arms ferociously as they tear down the sidewalk, leaving dazed pedestrians in their wake.

No, I am the relaxed walker who just goes.  Generally there is no destination involved, and these walks could potentially go on for hours.

There are a few flies in the ointment however....

1. I generally walk alone.  It is easier than finding someone willing to go along with my sometimes erratic wanderings.  I have been informed of the perils associated with the danger of walking alone, creepy people, dogs, what if I get hurt?

2. I usually forget to bring my cellphone with me.  Coupled with the first one, this just spells "foolish" if I should actually happen to have something happen.

3. I don't wear "walking appropriate" shoes.  In my defense, I never intend to walk for very long, very far, up/down hills or along rivers.... it just happens

4. I am fairly adventurous.  So I end up walking far, long, up/down hills and along rivers.

5. I usually take these jaunts in the evening. Meaning, it gets dark....and if I don't have the sense to wear appropriate shoes, you can bet I don't have a flashlight.

6. I have a ridiculously overactive imagination.  You wouldn't believe how quickly I can freak myself out, and I'm extremely jumpy, a trait that many of my friends can attest to.

You're probably shaking your head at my general stupidity in these regards, and I don't blame you.  If someone told me they were doing these things, I'd probably do the same thing.  Or at least buy them some mace (which I also don't own).

C'est la vie. 

I'll just have to take a karate class so I can ninja chop all those threatening trees that keep trying to attack me.