Anywho. Despite the support (and manhandling) of my precious mister, there is something to be said for going down this route en mass. The mister and I have
Last week, I fell a bit short of my stated 25-35 mile per week walking goal. Late Friday night a text arrived asking for anyone interested in walking around a local lake the following morning. And the necessary miles to meet the goal passed by in the midst of conversation with a friend rather than in the relentless loop of concrete and manicured lawns set to my iTunes (which was unlikely to have happened). The walking buddies now number three regular appointments plus the mister. I can do this, just not on my own.