Stepping Into the Outdoors of a New Year

— January 1, 2019 —

I closed the door behind me and stepped into the brisk air of a 20-something degree afternoon. The sky was dull and deflated as if the weather gods had partied too hard New Year’s Eve and regretted decisions that came to light this morning, the first day of 2019.

The concrete sidewalk of my subdivision guided me two blocks over to the sloping curves of the DuPage River Trail, an 8-mile stretch of forest preserves that cut through the Chicago suburb of Naperville and contain an abundance of nature nestled within its plains, woodlands, savannas, and wetlands.

I felt invigorated to be in nature. The air smelled fresh and clean. A slight breeze chilled my skin. A dusting of snow was visible on the timberland surrounding the paved trail path. I could hear the bustling of the DuPage River, a pulsating heartbeat against the silence of woods in hibernation.

I wasn’t aware of the origins or benefits of “forest bathing” before my walk. All I knew was I needed to get outdoors to shake off a case of self-imposed cabin fever.

This was the first time I consciously went “forest bathing” which was introduced as a health practice in 1982 by the Forest Agency of Japan to encourage relaxation. Derived from the Japanese concept known as Shinrin-yoku (森林浴), the activity involves taking leisurely walks in forested areas for the express purpose of simply “being” in nature.

Numerous studies have shown that regular exposure to forest environments can boost the immune system, lower blood pressure, reduce stress hormones, and enhance mental wellness. Soaking in nature has become increasingly popular in the U.S. where, as recently noted by The New Yorker magazine, you can sign up to join the national Forest Bathing Club or apply to become a certified forest-therapy guide.

I wasn’t aware of the origins or benefits of forest bathing before my walk. All I knew was I needed to get outdoors to shake off a case of self-imposed cabin fever. I’d spent too much time indoors with a computer screen on the last day of 2018, updating the WordPress architecture that powers my blog and divining the intricacies of Twitter’s algorithm (which is ever-evolving and seemingly unknowable). It wasn’t exactly how I imagined I’d spend the last day of the year. But with my four-year-old daughter at daycare and my wife working from home, it was one of the few occasions as I had as a busy parent to get lost in digital space.

The next day, I laced up my running shoes, slipped on a jacket, scarf and gloves, and made a beeline for the nearest access point of the DuPage River Trail.

When I arrived, only a few people were out at mid-afternoon. A lanky young runner seemingly half human and half giraffe sped by me as if to catch up with his herd. A middle-aged man with an awkward stride jogged toward me. It appeared he hadn’t run in a while but was making good on his New Year’s resolution. An older, jolly couple followed, their boisterous conversation breaking the wooded hush.

I nodded my head and smiled at them all, grateful to live near nature’s respite from modern life.

Ten minutes into my walk, I noticed a sign posted on the trail. I’d passed it several times before but never slowed down to pay attention until today. It read:

TRAIL COURTESY

Keep to the right
Pass on the left
Travel at a safe speed
Call out when passing someone

That’s how I’m entering this new year: keeping to the right when I don’t want speed up; passing on the left out of respect to others; moving at a pace that is good for my mental and physical health; giving people a heads-up when I need them to look alert and get the hell out the way.

Father on,

Photo by Lacey Raper on Unsplash

663 words

1.1.19

Johnathon E. BriggsI love wingtip shoes + statement socks • Husband • Autism Dad • Comic Book Geek • #BlackDadMagic • ΑΦΑ

p: Lacey Raper

Health & Wellness, Lifestyle Tags: 2019, health and wellness, transitions, winter

About

Where most of my friends were preparing for their children’s middle and high school graduations, I was mastering the art of the swaddle, perfecting the one-hand baby wipe, and learning to decipher my daughter’s gurgles and whimpers. It occurred to me that I had so much more to offer my daughter at the sure-footed age of 40 than I did at, say, 28, when I was still coming into my own.

Fatherhood@Forty: Dispatches from the Parent Hood™ is a creative outlet to share my experiences and connect with other (relatively) late-in-life dads.

Here are a few factoids about me, Johnathon Briggs, the editor behind this blog:

I’m a former journalist (Los Angeles Times, The Baltimore Sun, Chicago Tribune).

I love exploring Chicago and the Midwest with my family.

I remain on a constant quest to stay fit.

I support charities that fight HIV, uplift families affected by incarceration, and ensure African American boys graduate from college.

I’m a comic book geek (mostly Marvel, but a bit of DC and Image Comics).

I’m a child of the ‘80s, so please expect occasional references to the Golden Age of Hip-Hop.

As a reporter for daily newspapers, I had the opportunity to interview fascinating people and to test out great products and brands for my readers. I hope to do the same for you as I blog about the moments that make up this adventure called fatherhood.

Feel free to tweet (@fatherhoodforty) or email (fatherhoodforty@gmail.com) me if you’d like to collaborate or have ideas for a blog post.

Father on,

Disclaimer: Fatherhood@Forty may contain affiliate marketing links, which may result in commission on sales of products or services I write about. My editorial content is not influenced by advertisers or affiliate partnerships. This disclosure is provided in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR § 255.5: Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.

About

Six weeks before my 40th birthday, I became a first-time father. This life-changing moment made me think about my own dad, who became a father at 44. As my parenthood journey unfolded, I noticed that most of my friends had become parents earlier in life yet, here I was, changing diapers and battling sleep deprivation at (nearly) 40. I told my wife, “Parenting is definitely a young man’s game.” But is it really?

Fatherhood@Forty: Dispatches from the Parent Hood™ is a creative outlet to share my experiences and connect with other (relatively) late-in-life dads.

Here are a few factoids about me, Johnathon Briggs, the editor behind this blog:

I’m a former journalist (Los Angeles Times, The Baltimore Sun, Chicago Tribune).
I love exploring Chicago and the Midwest with my family.
I remain on a constant quest to stay fit.
I support charities that fight HIV, uplift families affected by incarceration, and ensure African American boys graduate from college.
I’m a comic book geek (mostly Marvel, but a bit of DC and Image Comics).
I’m a child of the ‘80s, so please expect occasional references to the Golden Age of Hip-Hop.

Feel free to tweet (@fatherhoodforty) or email (fatherhoodforty@gmail.com) me if you’d like to collaborate or have ideas for a blog post.

Father on,

P.S. Check out The Art of Conversation podcast interview I did with Art Eddy from Life of Dad.

Stepping Into the Outdoors of a New Year

w: Johnathon E. Briggs • p: Lacey Raper

Stepping Into the Outdoors of a New Year

p: Lacey Raper

Leave a Reply

Cancel Reply

Dad Bod: What It Means to Me at Mid-Life

Don't miss a post! Subscribe to Fatherhood@Forty via email.

Copyright © 2019 — Blank Canvas Studio, LLC | No use without permission

About

Tags

Remembering Martin Luther King Jr. As A Father

9 Reasons You Should Watch Disney/Pixar’s “Loop”

The 7 Best Dad Moments of 2019

Tree Lights at Morton Arboretum Spark Togetherness

To Tree or Not to Tree? That Is the Question

An Open Letter to Pixar: Diversity and Inclusion in Animation Affirms Us All

Inside the Bubble of Childhood

Dad Bod: What It Means to Me at Mid-Life

A Developmental Delay is a Comma, Not a Period

Ask a Dad: What’s Your Shaving Routine?

About