Today is my day off, but today I need to walk. What if I don't get a day off from helping myself be better, healthier, stronger, longer? It feels good to push through pain. Results are 12.7 miles, 3.2 of those were faster than normal, boiled shrimp, grilled catfish, dirty rice, a hot dog with sauce, a turkey salad sandwich.
He says, "Just cut out the bread."
"Won't be a problem. Just got to finish what I got."
It's hard to break from the sweet tea this time, and I don't know why other than that stuff cold in a Mississippi hot feels like home. Today I am grateful for sweet tea in a blue pitcher, blue water, summer, and swimming on a day when one of your favorite people returns.
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