if I remember correctly, it's left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot

I'm going for a walk. !! A walk! It's true.

I called Annie to see if we could get together today, just because I haven't visited with her in about fourteen years. I was seriously imagining something involving sitting, and coffee, and maybe a brownie or two.

She just called me back and said "why don't we go for a walk?"

" ..............." "............?"

Granted, the sun IS shining, but

a) It's 22 degrees out there and
b) I haven't done anything even remotely resembling exercise since....ummm.... last fall, maybe? When Jim and I were on a bike-riding kick, back in the days before permafrost covered the land.

Assuming I survive without my legs falling off, it will probably end up A Good Thing, this foray into the outdoors. I've been needing to do something about getting off my duff and shedding some of this winter insulation, otherwise known as "floof." I know that eventually there will be warm weather, and I will be happier if I am able to actually button my capris. Santa pants can only take a girl so far into spring. Alas.

The only downfall, aside from the potential loss of limbs, is that we won't be able to do much visiting. Between gasping for breath and having my lips freeze solid, it won't be very conducive to conversation.