Walk It, Blog It Challenge: Week 2

what a great day that is! The Losing It In Lebanon walking group, which consists of my husband and myself until someone else in Lebanon is willing to walk with us, was successful considering it was our first week to walk as an official "group". Did it make a difference to walk as a group vs. just going for a walk? Not a lick. Was it fun to come up with a name for a walking group? You bet. Our goal with this week's walks was to keep training for the 10k set for this Saturday. So we did. We walked. We walked a lot. We *finally* made it to 6.2 miles, the exact number of miles in a 10k. The next walk we took....we went even further! Go us!!! It took about 1 hour 45 minutes. I'm not sure if that's good or not. I just know it's faster than what it took for me to finish last year's Flying Pig 10k. So I'm impressed with myself for keeping up with these huge walks, but the REAL test will be after the 10k on Saturday. Last year, I decided exercise was no longer needed in my life once the 10k was over. Isn't that the most hilarious thing you've ever heard? Oh, my sides ache from laughing and laughing about it. And my ass is a little wider from living through it. I'm now on a mad hunt to find a 5k to participate in this June just to keep me honest. Here are just a few pictures from this week's adventures with the Losing In Lebanon walking group. Though, I will add a quick P.S.. P.S., there's a shot I missed. I did not take a picture of the snake Kent saw. Here's how it went down. He said, "Whatever you do, don't look down.". Then I said, ".....whhhy?". And he said, "You don't want to know, Heather.". So I said, "....okay....". When he spoke it was in a really calm, low voice. That only means one thing. SNAKE!!!! So I took off running. And yes, I'm including that little jog in my "I ran some" this week part of my activity journal. It was effort, even it was due to a snake alert. Have I mentioned snakes are a major phobia for me? Sigh. Oh, and if you didn't notice, the two little cherubs on bikes are my kids. They rode their bikes while we walked. It was all good until we had to turn around and come home. That's about the time Riley's butt started to hurt (first bike ride of the season). She complained the ENTIRE way home. Note to self: 6.5 miles is too much for a first bike ride of the season for Ri. lol