With my health situation as unpredictable as it is, there are many times when the weather is nice and I wish I could be out walking but simply don't have the energy to crawl out of the house. This kind of frustration has gotten worse in the last few months, with severe fatigue severely cramping my style.
So it is with gratitude that I announce to you that on this most gorgeous day of the summer, I walked more than 6 (six!) miles. Not sure how far I did walk, exactly, since there's a loop I've deliberately not bothered to figure out the distance of for fear that if I knew how far I'd have to walk to complete it, I'd be too scared to try. All I know for sure is that that loop is more than two miles--possibly much more--and I had a total of another four miles from shorter walks earlier in the day.
Talked to a 90-year-old lady today who was proud of the fact that she's still able to drive. I was a little sad for a moment since my visual weirdnesses mean I may never be behind the wheel. Then I thought, hey, even though she seems quite healthy and active, I bet that woman didn't walk as much as I did today!
Taxi driver tried to pick me up. I couldn't tell if he was hoping to get a fare or a date.
The blisters on my feet are complaining rather a lot. My body is going to hate me tomorrow. But today? Today was a good day.
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