It was completely my fault. My friend Cathy and I set out for a relatively reasonable training walk. We are both walking in the 3-Day 60 mile walk this fall to raise money for breast cancer research. Walking twenty miles three days in a row is no joke and though Cathy has done it many times before this will be my first time. To say I am apprehensive would be a major understatement. I am downright terrified of walking that distance. Driving that distance makes me whine and complain. But I digress. The plan was to meet at the bike path. We set off walking and about five miles later we were still walking away from our starting point. I kept waiting for Cathy to say turn around. She has always taken the lead on our walks. The problem was this was my walk. I had arranged when and where so Cathy rightly assumed that I had a plan and would be giving the turn around signal any time. Oops.
Needless to say, I was pretty tired when it was all said and done. We got to Joe’s school fifteen minutes early so I walked around the grounds picking up trash. His school has a wetlands on the grounds and though there is a fence separating it from the rest of the property a fair amount of trash does accumulate in and around the fence. Again Jack my five-year old was delighted by the idea of the good deed and happily chipped in. He walked around picking up trash and talking about all the fish lives we were saving by keeping the trash out of the oceans. Maybe I didn’t save any fish lives today but I definitely set an example of the things we value and that makes me very happy.