Walking

My doctor called recently to remind me that she needed my blood tested every three months or so to keep an eye on the thyroid hormones and make sure I am staying "balanced" so I made an appointment for yesterday. I've always appreciated living rather close to the naturopathic clinic since I seem to spend rather a lot of time there when things get wacky. But I've always driven--it's a short drive which is helpful when I am running late (my usual state of affairs). Yesterday, though, I decided that if I got up early enough I might just manage to walk at least one way. I brought change for the bus in case I needed to ride home but I ended up walking there and back. It took me nearly an hour and a half including the time I was at the clinic, so I didn't cover the distance particularly quickly, but it was quite enjoyable with my iPod playing one of my very favorite albums. Given how rotten I felt less than a year ago, I am very grateful that I have the energy and strength to be able to walk four miles.

Four miles is slightly less than I've signed up to do next month for the MS Walk. Both MonkeyBoy and The Dark Lord will be walking with me. My mother has MS and we've seen up close what a devastating disease it can be so we thought it would be a good way to honor her struggle.