It's hot, really hot. A sane person would stay indoors or go out in a nice air conditioned car. Sanity is something I have never been accused of having. So, ignoring the 90+ degree temperature, I decided to take the 3 mile walk (in each direction) to deliver a package to a friend working at the community college. I figured the park would be a nice short cut, not realizing I would get lost and make the walk longer. It was a pretty walk and I enjoyed seeing parts I have never been to until I realized I was the only one on the path. I started to worry about rabid raccoons jumping out of the bushes or being dragged behind the trees, beaten and left for dead and I didn't relax until I saw houses in the near distance.
I made it to my destination and unloaded my heavy burden. I turned down the offer of a ride home (didn't want to wait the hour) and began the trek home, this time on city streets. I almost broke down twice and called my husband to pick me up but my stubbornness took precedence over my intelligence and I walked the entire way home.
I know the day will come when I am no longer able to walk. I will be able to look back and remember the walks I took, not the ones I should have taken.