Walking and walking.

Today, Rufus and I walked a long way to deliver a letter to a friend. Later in the afternoon, I went to the pharmacy for a prescription and then went to the store for a few things that I would easily be able to carry home. Well, those few things turned into quite a few things, and they were NOT easy to carry home. Twice I had to put the bags down and stretch my neck and shoulders, and shake out my arms. When I finally came within sight of my house, after one of the handles had broken, and I was trying with all my might to balance a watermelon, a carton of juice, two bunches of bananas, and two big cartons of oats, I actually left one bag on the ground in the shade of my neighbor's trash can while I took the other bag home. I went and got the bag I abandoned a minute later. What a workout! Everything I read about health says everything bad happens due to our modern, decadent, drive-thru culture. So I try eating and exercising as if I lived in a less developed nation. I sure felt like that when I was in such a struggle to get my groceries home!