Pam called me on
Friday, and asked, “Are we ever going to
walk again?” It’s a fair question. The last time we walked was in October, and
even that was an isolated event. I tell her that on Monday we’ll walk.
I oversleep, and get
up around 8:15. My phone is silent. Pam hasn’t called. She’s given up on me. I call her, and we make a plan to meet in
Central Park. It’s sunny
and 71 degrees. Walking with Pam is
effortless. Our conversation begins as
soon as we see each other, and continues long past the 1.58 miles of the
reservoir. It is so pleasant that I forget
this is something I should-but-don’t do.
From start to finish
it’s a nice 3.6-mile walk. I'm hoping this
is the start of a new healthy habit.
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