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1.24.2008 It was an excellent afternoon for a thirty-minute walk around the complex. Nice breeze to keep my head cool, and crisp, invigorating air with the smell of ice in it. Good to know I still have my sense of snow seven years into Texas residency.The reason for the walk? Part of this lifestyle dingus I'm trying (Day 11, and I would've had a splendid night's sleep if not for the Usual Suspect. And no, we can't lock him or JJ out of the bedroom -- he digs at the carpet in front of the door when that happens, and I don't really want to have to pay a repair fee when we eventually blow this popsicle stand). Also I'm in training for the upcoming visit to the House of the Mouse -- gotta have good leg muscles to make it around that place in one piece, and Stacy and I will be trading off pushing Clara in her adult stroller. Adding insult to injury, the poor kid has vision problems on top of the autism that really screw with her walking places -- she's constantly hesitating or trying to find a way around a gap that only she can see. It's easier in the long run to bring an adult stroller and wheel her from attraction to attraction -- besides, she gets plenty of exercise inside the attractions and at the hotel pool. So I have to get the gams pumped up and in shape for that. So far I think I'm doing pretty well -- the thirty minutes are now passing without any real need for a break, and I have a selection of mixes on the iPod that work for walking. Still have to get decent walking shoes, though, and I really wish Dr. Scholl's hadn't phased out my favorite Mary Jane. Fuckers. Now all I can get locally are clogs (blech) and a boot-like clog (which wouldn't be bad, except I bought a pair to wear in Chicago and had to junk them because somehow I shrank a size in between buying them and going to Chicago and my feet were swimming in them). Screw it -- I'll just get a pair of gymshoes with orthotic support. I may look like an unfashionable dork, but by God I will be walking in comfort. |
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