I was happy that I was able to go for a walk today at work.  I love being able to get up from my desk and get some exercise.  I find that I am able to keep up a little bit better with the women who walk every day.  By the end of the walk I am still at the back of the pack… but I find that I don’t care.  I just want to be able to get exercise.  It is worth a chuckle that I end up walking with my co-worker who is 75 years old by the end of the walk.  She is in much better shape than I.  But she gets tired usually by the end of the walk as well so she and I walk together.  My hope is that by the end of all of this… when I am 75 I can be in as great shape as she.