12-3-30
THIS go-round, I’d be delighted to get back into my walking groove, my walking, WALKING groove,
12,000 steps per day, like the good ol’ days walking groove.
Somewhere down the 2020 – until this moment in time road, I’ve let slip this awesomeness, and I want it back ASAP, now.
Luckily, a new treadmill will join the quest, a Christmas present Husband & I will share
and on those icy, wintry morns, when that treasured trail is a skating rink or those humidity overloaded summertime ughs …
ta-da
no more excuses.
or so I promised in the wee hours of 2024,
oooooh, how I promised.
I dubbed my brand new bff, Millie, and she and I began a determined vow.
YaY
But life, as it sometimes does, threw in a couple sidetracks and my NO MORE EXCUSES mantra quickly became a whole lotta excuses,
legit excuses, but still …
& if you’ve hung around this blog long enough, you realize I adore, I need that trail.
Long story short, I’ve slow. as. a. turtle. found my stepstepstep vibe again.
YaY
& just the other day, as Sis and I were yapping about her recently purchased treadmill, a passing comment appeared …
& whoa.
Thanks CRAZY, I hmmmm-ed
& hmmmm-ed
& hmmmm-ed
hmmmm.
YeP.
! ! a 2025 goal ! ! Sister and I boldly declared.
Will we (AKA I ) succeed ?
I hope so.
Will we ( um, yeah, that means me ) abandon ?
I certainly hope not,
but at a snails pace, I commit, because I LOVE that we’re taking a shot and giving this !! impossible-ness !! a try.
& hey, 2025
(and Sister and Millie and Wicker and Winter)
That’s. It.
??!!???
so
let’s do.
! ! 🙂 ! !