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It's 81 degrees and only 9:40. It's gonna be a scorcher. Again.

Betsy and I didn't go walking again yesterday because of the heat. Last night Bonnie called and wanted to walk. I said we had to go early. We went at 7. It was damn hot, but there was shade.

Bonnie is off the DL and back to work, but she needs to ease back into walking. She can not fall. I planned what I thought was a three mile walk with small hills. Bonnie wanted to go further so we changed course and went further. It added no distance at all. Turns out the walk was only 2.5+ miles either way! We're doing a 4 mile on July 4, so tomorrow we'll need to do at least 4.

Anyway, we're coming back Broadway and are at the 5-points. The walk signal turns and some butt hole comes around the corner nearly plowing us over. Last time I looked the little white man scratching his butt, meant it was our turn!

So we walk past the new TD Bank, and crossed Bradley. We're maybe two houses in and I trip over nothing. Went flying left, right towards someones porch and into Bonnie's space. I was headed for my battered knees, and managed to turn to get my butt. Bonnie didn't fall. I saw this leg fly over me and straddle me. I think she grabbed the porch. If she fell, Alan would have killed me. And probably never left Bonnie leave the house again.

We're going to do it again tomorrow. This time it will be four miles.