walkies…

One promise I have to make to myself after I move is to get out and walk more. Even if it’s only to go up to visit or down to visit or to the metro to frequently visit …
We went out for lunch today and our usual planned place had a huge line so we thought, why not go to the Folklife Festival and get something there?
This was a great idea, except that it’s hot and muggy and it was a bit of a walk, not huge, but definitely not when dressed for casual friday. However when we got back, I was sweaty and a little fragrant (*ew*) but I felt great. Generally when I’m walking or biking somewhere, I may complain.. A LOT, but it just means that I’m still having an ok time. It’s when I’m totally silent during some type of fitness venture that indicates I’m not having a good time.. or I’m about to pass out, one or the other.
and I were looking at aerial photos of our respective buildings and it was cool to see that they aren’t too terribly far from each other… I just won’t be walking from Columbia Heights down to Chinatown, methinks.
My personal challenge will be riding my bike uphill towards northwest without too much complaint. 🙂