Today's Tuesday walk with AARP was at the Karl Stirner Arts Trail in Easton. Me met at the 13th street parking lot. There's more signage. More tree planting's. There are even "rules" since the last time I was here. The building in the parking lot is now remodeled into housing. Lots of changes. But nothing changes.
We warmed up on the pedestrian bridge. A few people parked at the silk mill so we had to backtrack to go get them. We walked to the Blue Bridge, turned around and came back.
In the process I saw my first goslings of the season.
Then we cooled down on the pedestrian bridge and headed home.
THis is a really lame post. I'm sorry. Nothing much happened. With this group you walk with purpose and I was doing everything I could just to keep up. I failed. I'm so out of shape.
But school is out and I have a doctor's appoint in August so I need to get back on track. This adventure, if nothing else, shows me that if I sign up for something I go. If I just write it on my calendar as a possibility I don't. So I need to sign up for stuff. The first thing I'm doing is a history walk of Nazareth. It will not really be exercise , but it will be moving. That's half the battle.
I also applied to a summer job at the south side library. If I get it —it highly unlikely that I will— I'll bee walking a generous mile to and from work all summer. That should kick my fat rear into gear.
Meanwhile I'm still doing Milly and yoga. The senior class has ended. The therapist that was running it has been transfered to another facility. Boo.
Miles/Steps: less than 3 miles.
Weather: upper 60s, overcast to sunny
Wildlife: 8 geese, 4 gosling, 1 male mallard. Now this is going to sound strange. I can't quite believe it myself. But I swear on my mother's grave that I saw a micro mini duck swimmin under the pedestrian bridge. It distracted me so much that I really didn't warm up. It was only 2-3 inches big, black with a yellow beak. And it was swimming. It was not a leaf or a frog. It was bazaar.
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