I am going to walk this morning as soon as it is light enough. I am not sure at all about walking instead of running. It doesn't seem like as much exercise, but I do walk nearly as fast as I run. It just sounds OLD to go out and "walk" as opposed to going out to "run."
I didn't tell you all that I fell on Sunday when I was hiking. I was talking with my friend and tripped right over a rock. As if in slow motion, I tried to catch myself, it seemed to take a full minute, and then I went "BAM!" into the dirt. Another unofficial bone density test - no broken bones. Some bruises and scrapes, but I am OK. My friend is an RN and assured me that I don't need to feel that I am too feeble to take a walk - it was a rock in the path, anyone could have tripped over it. I guess if I stayed home and didn't do anything I would decrease my risk of falling, but I would also decrease my risk of having a good, happy, healthy life. So fuggedaboudit! (and now my hiking shorts will look super cool forever more with blood stains.)
So, I will get out there in God's creation and see what's up.
I think I shall endeavor to stay sober again today, care to join me?