these days I get my steps walking the figure eight in the living and dining rooms…

I was wondering how many trips have been made around these two rooms…

they started when my beloved returned home from his heart surgery, and were short and slow as he regained his strength…

then there were the walks I took as I slowly regained my strength following my cancer surgery just months after he had gone… again, the steps were slow and difficult… took a long time before I could climb the stairs or go out onto the deck…

I walked on the treadmill in the basement before work since being diagnosed with diabetes… I overdid it for a while and my hips and knees can get a bit grumpy if I walk too fast, or too long, so I spend less time on it now…

during the cold weather over the last few years this has been my track… I find walking in the light is a positive encouragement to get the steps in…

how many miles has it been… maybe it is good that it is hardwood and not a carpet that might have ended up with a path in it, lol…