My daughter Mindy named her slider (a small turtle) White Castle, we jogged 1 1/4 miles today. What does her turtle and our jog have in common? Nothing really, it just came to mind how slow we were moving. But it felt great…to finish, and I suppose it will make me more healthy…if I live.
It was nice to have a running partner this morning though. Even if she yawned several times. I really am slow. But you take a middle aged fat man and you tell him to run a mile and you get something between a meandering walk and…well, a full resting position. It isn’t pretty.
The sun was shinning, the temperature was about 80, perfect really. I could get used to this.