I've become one of those walking women I used to make fun of. You know the ones I mean, they walk fast and they pump their arms in what, from the outside, appears to be an exaggerated way.
I'm one of them. Old knees have forced me to become a funny walker.
But I have to say, after three days of just walking? I'm feeling like I'm doing something, not just compromising.
That funny arm pumpy thing, multiplied by a million, which feels like the number of steps I take in my 3 mile morning walk, seems to work the arms and get the heart rate up a bit.
But the smoke from the wildfires in Arizona? Killing us. All of us. Everyone here has headaches and stingy eyes and we're all a little more on edge than usual.
Even for a Tuesday in a week with no holidays.
I'm one of them. Old knees have forced me to become a funny walker.
But I have to say, after three days of just walking? I'm feeling like I'm doing something, not just compromising.
That funny arm pumpy thing, multiplied by a million, which feels like the number of steps I take in my 3 mile morning walk, seems to work the arms and get the heart rate up a bit.
But the smoke from the wildfires in Arizona? Killing us. All of us. Everyone here has headaches and stingy eyes and we're all a little more on edge than usual.
Even for a Tuesday in a week with no holidays.
I'm all for the funny walking - you do what you need to do, you know? But the smoke from the fires is scary. Very scary.
ReplyDeleteLG- The funny walking is working, so I'm not asking questions. And my knee has calmed down, which I welcome. The smoke is clearing over the city a little, we just need to pray that those 2,500 firefighters can actually contain the fire itself, and soon!
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