GREAT walk today! Went out this morning about 9:30AM. Walked from my house (about 72nd and Metcalf) to 83rd and Mission (my favorite Panera is there). It took 1 hour and is about 3.5 miles. I really hadn't intended to go that far but it was just so nice out and I was having fun looking at the different houses.
As I got closer to Panera I had to stop at an intersection and wait for the light to change. This younger woman met up with me there as she was running and in much better shape than me. She had nice shorts on and a jogging bra/top. I was working hard not to be jealous when she started a conversation. She talked about how nice out it was and how she was so happy to be out running. She commented on my outfit (capri length exercise pants and a tank top that did not show my stomach). She said it was so color coordinated. I believe she was sincere.
As we waited she said she hasn't been running as much because the heat made it too hard since she is pregnant. WHAT!? I thought. I couldn't help but look at her tummy. REALLY!? "How far along are you?" I asked. She smiled and put her hand on her almost flat tummy and said "Twenty weeks."
REALLY!? Is she sure? Was she pulling my leg? I bet if you asked everyone in their cars at the red light who they thought looked more pregnant, every one of them would pick me. Despite my age. Man that really stung.
Fortunately the light turned and we went on our way. Since she was running and I walk she was gone quickly. Whew!
A quick break at the Panera for a drink of water and I begin the walk back home. It was then that I realized that while walking out an hour was fun it required me to have to walk another hour to get back home. I took Mission to 71st and headed toward home. By now each step was work. When I neared Roe I hoped Gary would call and I could say "YES COME AND GET ME!" But no luck. As I neared Nall I had the same hope. But no. As I neared Lamar? No call. Gary wasn't home yet. Then I saw Metcalf and figured if he called now I might let him pick me up even though I was nearing home. But no call. Then I made it to Sante Fe. Next road is Conser and that means only one block to home from there.
I noticed some men on the golf course. Healthy athletic types. It was then I realized that no matter how athletic a guy looks there just is no way to make pink shorts look masculine. What was he thinking? I hope his friends gave him some serious ribbing for those shorts.
CONSER! YAY! Almost home. I can see my house and right at that moment I saw Gary pull in the driveway. If he calls me now I don't think I'll even answer the phone.
2.25 hours. 7 miles. Good weather. GREAT walk!
WELCOME!
T - i - double G - grrrr
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