So I got out for a good walk yesterday. It’s been much less steamy here the last few days but I’m still working up a good sweat, and sweat is the key to shedding some weight. Today will be a rest day, not because I really want one, but because I’ve developed plantar fasciitis in my left foot and it needs a bit of a break.
Aging is such a trip, isn’t it? You get one thing working, more or less, and another one breaks down. But then, I remember similar problems the last time I got serious some years ago about taking care of myself and getting healthier in mind, body, and spirit. Maybe it’s just taking longer this time because I’m a few years older. In any case, I’m making some gains and I’m not willing to give them up. I’ll keep pushing on.
I will be strong. I will be healthy. I will find some happiness in this life. And I will be grateful for whatever good that comes my way.