With—and I will use the locally used Fahrenheit scale—96°F, with “feels like” 109°F, and a Sun so strong it can crack stones (theoretically), you will agree that walking outside an air conditioned building is almost suicide. I just clocked 2.24 miles during my 30 minutes lunch. Outside. Yes.
Update: 24 Jun 2025 @ 17:14:13
I am, mentally and physically, finding it very hard to keep this promise. I am here, about to return to work, having doubts on whether or not I will go outside again this afternoon. “Listen to your body”, Martin told me. Ugh, my body speaks so convincinly!
I don’t mean to babble about steps and walking each day. I think I already do enough of that with lawn mowing, and complains about politics, and the weather. But because today this note was mostly about walking under terrible weather, I thought I should come back to simply state: 11,631 steps, 6.03 miles, as of now. Suffice it to say, I am calling it quits… for the day.