Let's see. . . I'm power walking. If I think about it too much I feel like I am becoming my high school gym teacher- Mrs. Cable. This is not good, she's a woman who made us all learn to country line dance to Achy Breaky Heart and do step aerobics and I am channeling her! I often think that this can be excused as I tell myself I am trialing my knee on the distance to see if I'd be capable of doing the London Marathon for my 30th.
I listen to Radio 4 (talk radio) while I'm out. I get bummed out if I miss the last few minutes of the Archers (I still don't know if the farm is the source of the pollution). Yep, power walking and Radio 4.
Today I took the final step from young woman to retiree. I put on my bum bag (fanny pack)!!! Now, I know its necessary but it really is the last straw isn't it. That said, MTV tells me that fanny packs are on trend- according to Randy Jackson's America's Best Dance Crew anyway.
The walk was fine, if horrendously cold. I nearly turned home for gloves. My coat was surely missed as I continue in my attempt to desensitise to the chilly temperatures.
My pedometer can suck it. Its died, I think. Will have to check it out as I did reset the watch before I went out. Definitely will have to be checked on before my 13 miler on Saturday!
5 and a bit miles - 9400 ish steps - 1.05.25
6 miles - 10450 steps - 1.14.35 (Sunday)
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