At a sunny 65 degrees it was perfect walking weather this morning when I set out for my regular route in the Gananda development. Just past the halfway point, there’s a house with a big pool. It’s almost at the end of an uphill stretch, and it’s always at this point that my body starts talking to me. My knees, my thighs and my hips all start saying, “Stop here, you’re killing me,” or some variation of that theme. Sometimes they call out in unison, other times solo. Sometimes one voice is stronger than the rest, other times they’re all equally loud. As I’ve said before, the only way home at that point is to keep walking, call a cab, or call an ambulance. Calling my husband is NOT an option. So, as usual, I paused a moment, took a long drink from my water bottle and kept on moving. I hope you’re doing the same.

Day 216: 11,002 Steps YTD: 1,944,087 Steps Goal: 2,035,000 Steps