Walk on

Today I walked. For someone once tied to her Garmin, obsessively checking calories burned, pace, and mileage, this is news. If I had been running today, I might not have noticed the fellow walker wearing a beret, the woman with the sweatshirt that said simply "eat," or the heron blending into his surroundings.

Did I burn 500 calories? No. Did I sweat? Not much. But I did see the heron, and walking feels better than running away.