As part of my “finding joy” experiment, I called a friend of mine whom I hadn’t seen in a long time and asked if she wanted to go for a walk. Sherrill took my place at the last place I worked 10 years ago and we have been friends since then. We’ve kept in touch via email mostly and the occasional phone call, but I decided a face to face was long overdue. I met her last night at the rec center where there is an outside walking track (ie sidewalk) that equals one mile for one time around. I’ve been exercising pretty regularly for the last few weeks so I thought that I wouldn’t have any trouble keeping up with Sherrill because she is 10 years older than I am.
OH. MY. QUADS.
When we got started, Sherrill said “how fast do you want to go?” I said, “You set the pace and I’ll keep up”. BIG MISTAKE. Holy cow that woman can walk!! Fast and furious can best describe our walking style last night – it was all I could do to keep up, but I was not about to slow down. After 3 miles and one hour, I seriously thought I would have to crawl to my car! My socks had rubbed a sore spot on my heel and on the bottom of my foot and I felt like I had been through the wringer, but it felt great! We had a good time catching up and I think I dropped two sizes in that one hour – it was awesome!
I got my hair cut again. The short wavy bob was not working out for me, so I got a short straight angled bob with bangs – it’s so much easier and much cuter! It already feels 100% better.
The garden is coming along nicely. We have to carry water to it every night and I think I’m building some muscle because of it. The 5 gallon bucket didn’t seem nearly as heavy. Yea for manual labor!!
That’s all I got for now – layta!