Phew.

I honestly think I'm getting a little more oxygen today than I was getting yesterday.

I'm writing on this one because I managed to talk myself out of driving today though all indications were that I should. I was to leave the office at 2:30 for a 3:15 interview in town. Had I actually done so (leave at 2:30) I'd have had plenty of time to drive home, grab a few bites of lunch, dress up, and walk over. Enter parent running late for pick-up. I didn't leave until 2:40, and got home at the exact moment I needed to leave for the walking plan.

Fortunately, it's very hard to park downtown and I wasn't sure it would actually end up quicker. I snuck quickly into my fancy clothes, hacked a hunk of cheese off the block, grabbed my resume, and thought I was out the door. Shoes. I can't walk in my dress shoes. Especially not fast. So I threw them in my bag and shoved my feet into my Keens. Heavier load, less back pain.

I did make, it, though I then spent several minutes walking up and down the stairs when a door that was supposed to be open for me seemed locked. (Now that's deep if you read it a certain way.)

All in all, an unremarkable excursion. I post it only because I was proud to have pulled it off, and without having to do too too much hurrying. Next time, I'll leave a little more time.