Today I went for a walk, by myself ostensibly. I ended up being followed by Cujo, a beautiful black Lab. After finally getting him back to his owner I finished my walk to Starbucks, 2.2 miles in 35 minutes carrying a 15 lb pack. After doing some writing and Facebooking at Starbucks I walked back home in 33 minutes.
Why did I walk and not run? Not sure. I enjoy walking, but I worry that I am not running enough. Enough for what? Not sure about that either. I know that if I ever want to do a marathon I am going to have to pick up the miles. But I am afraid that if I start putting in more miles, I may have to cut back on my Spinning, swimming etc. Certainly I can't dream of a 50K trail race or an Olympic triathlon unless I kick it into another gear. But I'm 66, what can I expect?
