|The graphic kind of looks like a thumbless hand,|
with one finger pointed up. I'm Number ONE!
So far, anyway.
One hundred sixty-four miles beats every month since I started tracking. Previous high was 155, last September.
I gotta express how grateful I am that, at my age – I'll be 63 this month – I can comfortably walk five-plus (5.66, to be exact) miles a day, nearly every day. The weather kept me from getting out just one day last month.
I only wish I were seeing a corresponding decrease in my weight as I increase the mileage. But OH WELL. It'll happen. I'm confident. And if this is it as far as my weight goes … well, that's just dandy. Because I haven't felt this great in years.
I might take a day off today. Then again I might not. The schedule is pretty full, with a candidate's meeting this morning, a lunch date and another meeting in the afternoon.
But late afternoon is still open. Heh. And we can have quick-to-fix bacon-and-eggs for dinner.