I did it. I dragged my fat, unfit ass out for a walk today. I did not want to go. I spent the wee hours in my bed hoping and praying for an epic storm and that nobody would show up. But they did. And that is the best part about walking withother people. You're held accountable. Ya gotta show up.
When I arrived at the Hotel Bethlehem for the volkssport walk, people were there. I couldn't go home.
The trees are enormous. The nativity is over the doors and is massive. There are trees that go past the balconies and wreaths on all the windows. It was very bedazzled. As was town.
I've had a cold off and on over the past 2 weeks. I think Pat and I keep giving it to each other. Every time I think its gone it comes back. I haven't walked seriously in along time. The lack of content in this blog supports that. I've had one blog post about walking since August.
The Bethlehem North walk goes to the Industrial Quarter and then up Monocacy Street to Moravian. It loops around Moravian, the archives and the seminary and heads out Elizabeth to Center. It returns to Market and then begins again for another 10K. I thought the Monocacy Street hill would kill me. But I made it and only stopped twice. If I would have been alone I would have headed back at Union Boulevard. I don't think that's even a mile.
I was the only one who did the 5K.
I was parked on Market near Heckweilder. The 5K ends at Main. I went straight to my car. I didn't do the last block. When I sat down and allowed myself to relax, I thought I would caugh a lung out. But I didn't.
The others continued on to the second 5K. past the unknown soldiers, armory (now apartments), around Sand Island, Payrow Plaza and the rest of the historic district.
Miles/Steps: 5K
Weather: high 30s, sunny, breezy
Wildlife: About a dozen geese
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