Actually, I only walked three. This morning was the African-American Wellness Walk in downtown Dayton. Hundreds of African-Americans walked to promote awareness of…I dunno, our lack of overall wellness, I suppose. The trail started at RiverScape Metropark and wound along the Great Miami River Recreational Trail for an out-and-back. Running was strongly discouraged, and would’ve been difficult at any rate. I mostly strolled with my cousin and his younger son so it was really great to catch up with him.
After the walk, I went back to the main pavilion and strolled among the information tables and decided to bite the bullet and get my blood pressure checked. The last time I saw a medical professional, they told me to keep an eye on it and I promptly ignored them. Yeah, yeah, I know. It turns out, I was afraid for nothing.
She was impressed that my blood pressure was so good, especially after having just walked three miles. Have to keep up the good work (or get started on the good work). Although I didn’t socialize much, I’m glad I went and at least got a good stroll in this morning. The weather was fantastic and I got a snazzy new water bottle out of the deal. Of course, HRG claimed it as hers the second I walked in the door. Ah well, you win some – you lose some.