On Saturday, while Brit and Dakota were both out, I went to the trail at Point Mallard. I walked/jogged 5.5 miles. It showed me just how out of shape I am and how far I have to go, BUT no matter how slow I am, I'm going faster than if I was sitting on the couch!
Esther invited me to walk a portion of the refuge with her and Matt on Sunday. I went back and forth about it, and finally decided moving my sore muscles was the best thing I could do for myself. It was a beautiful day and felt warmer than I thought it would. I'm glad I went! We even got in trouble for being on a non-public use area of the refuge. This was not my fault...no matter what Esther says.