A joyless trudge? No, thanks: why I am utterly sick of ‘going for a walk’

Maybe walking into some marshes, and deciding at an undetermined future point to stop walking, was what was available to the Romantics, but I think we can do better. Why not let walking be what the body does when it is going somewhere and leave “talking about it as if it’s an activity” to – I don’t know – activities?

Honestly, I much prefer the walking sickness to the hiking plague which seems to dominate in the Pacific Northwest. Walking, but passive-aggressive in a fitnessy way, and often with specialized Gear. Sad stuff.