I've been doing pretty well with keeping going with the daily walks. Most days I get in my two miles and I've lost four pounds since Christmas -- another six and I'll be back to my fighting weight. And most of my pants will again fit.
Yesterday I decided to skip my walk on the neighbor's trails and instead marched up Gopher Ridge with the two dogs. A long time back, one of my neighbors christened it "Butt Buster Hill." A good name sticks and we all call it that now.Walking at a brisk pace on a road that climbs 500 feet in the space of a mile is quite dramatic -- for me, at any rate.
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