I Walked 10,000 Steps Every Day for 90 Days

Greetings Good People, 

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So today is day one after 90 days of walking 10K every single day.

I was about to say this is the longest I’ve ever committed to anything… then I remembered:

– I did a devotional every single day for 365 days in 2022 — being intentional about hearing what God was saying, then going into Canva, designing a graphic, and sharing it on Twitter and my WhatsApp status. (For 365 days.)
– I also read the entire Bible in three months (I think that was 2021).

So that makes it three “go hard” challenges.

And honestly, we might as well add carrying a human being in my womb for 35 weeks in 2019. That counts too.
I’ve also written a book, dated some men I had no business talking to… everything is a go-hard challenge, if you think about it. And when I first started writing, I published every week for close to a year. That consistency is what got me my Blogger of the Year award in 2022.

So no, this isn’t new for me; Doing things I don’t have to do… and then telling you about it — also something I don’t have to do. But what if it changes the quality of your life?  That would make me so happy, dear strangers and friends.

 

Anyway, yesterday, someone told me, “You don’t like peace. You’re always up to something… unpeaceful.”

And I sat with that.

Because on the surface, it might look like I’m constantly adding inconvenience into my life. Things I could easily live without.

But when I really think about it,  I am a better person because of all the hard things I choose to do.

There’s a kind of resilience you only build by doing things you don’t have to do.

Like — on Christmas Day 2025, I was pacing around my grandmother's compound trying to hit 10k steps while all the cousins were inside spilling tea in the living room. I chose that. Voluntarily.

Unnecessary? Yes.
Transformative? Also yes.

 

Here's what I've come to understand: existing is hard. Existing meaningfully is even harder, especially when you're not handed certain advantages. A good education. A network that can open doors. Resources that make life a little easier. And even having all of those things isn't a guarantee of a meaningful life. It's a bit of a ponzi scheme, really.

So given all of that, what actually builds you?

I think it's doing things you didn't have to do.

There is a specific kind of resilience that only comes from voluntary hard things. 

From choosing to walk on Christmas Day or running a marathon.

 From showing up when no one is watching and nothing is forcing you.

 

I noticed something last year: the first quarter of every year is my hardest. Not dramatically hard,  just slower. The goals I set for the year start to feel heavy by February, and by March I've usually narrowed them down to what's actually realistic and worth pursuing. It's my annual recalibration.

Doing the 10k walks during that period this year  gave me an anchor. (I am still very much in the season of slowness) 

When nothing else felt like it was moving, I had this one thing, this daily, physical, undeniable thing  that I showed up for. Every single day.

That's why I did it. Not for fitness. For stability.

On those walks, I talked to God about everything on my mind.
I danced when I felt lonely. (Because i have free will and can dance walk)
Some nights, I did full-on walking karaoke. I apologise to anyone that heard me singing. I am very sorry from the bottom of my heart.

I actually had an absolute blast.

Except for the days when I really just wanted to go to bed… or do nothing because I felt like a loser. And then there was that one time I limped through the last 2K steps just to make 10K  because my period decided to numb one of my legs with a pain from the pits of hell.

But I still did it. I was not about to go down a point on the leaderboard.
(Also, doing 10K with a group made me realize just how competitive I can be. Somedays it was for stability, most days it was competitive.)

 

Maybe that’s the point of this.(I started writing with no agenda)

To share the things that have anchored me.

Because every single one of these “challenges” changed me or rather have formed habits that turned into a lifestyle:

 

Real life update.

This year, my life project is centered around collaboration. (and i have notes from doing the 10k with a group - we show up even when we don't feel like it)

It’s called Where My Mind Goes — in case you don’t already know. You can read more about it here.https://share.google/id4dj0Ojbqb8ON8BN

I’m writing a book (I’ve been working on it since last year which is why I haven’t been blogging as much).
And alongside that, I’ll be collaborating with some incredible artists on music and a dance production later in the year.

If I’m being honest… I’m scared. (This has actually become a song.the fear)

Not lowkey scared.
Fully, completely scared.

It’s the biggest thing I’ve ever taken on.

And I can’t help but wonder, what kind of “unpeaceful” things I’ll be up to next year.

 

So back to the question:
Do I like peace?

Yes. Very much.

But I know I have no peace when I’m not pursuing the things that keep me up at night. (like walking 10k to keep my position on the leaderboard)
That is my peace.
The pursuit is the peace.

My version of peace might look like chaos —inconvenient, uncomfortable, and a little bit “unpeaceful.”  But I sleep well every night. I promise.

 

Side note: I did a bomb photoshoot for my haircut.
Pass by Instagram,follow, like, and leave me a compliment. I love compliments.  https://www.instagram.com/p/DWD2fcsjLeQ/?igsh=OXJhazd3eTJ5Zncz

 

Yours truly,

Tikia with Grace 

Mother

Brand & Marketing Communications Consultant  (linkedin.com/in/tikiaaludriaj)

Baby Feminist 

 

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