My uncle arrived this morning, earlier than we expected, and just before I was heading out for a walk. He's a retired municipal judge, and I'm his "favorite niece (only niece)."My long walk today included strolling around mom's neigborhood and wandering through all the suburban streets. I walked about 4 miles. I think a good walk is a good way to mix up the workouts. It gives me time to focus on other thoughts that I don't think of when I'm running. Because when I'm running, I'm thinking about my technique or my breathing or my time or if something is hurting and how I need to adjust and compensate for that. But walking is easy and still better than sitting on the couch. You get to take in more, like smells and the rustling leaves. I walked past a bunch of guys hanging out in a garage and deep-frying a turkey. Speaking of that, I know what's cooking at home, so this walk is, like, preventative.
Today is Thanksgiving, and usually we go around the table holding hands and saying what we're thankful for. I'm a sensitive and compassionate person, but this is just too much cheese for me. I'm thankful for my family and friends. I really am. I have a lot to be thankful for.
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