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I work with three other women and have a great deal of respect for all of them.  This week, we decided to start walking over our lunch hour - just a quick one mile to the park and back trek.  Mind you, it’s Alabama, and it’s been consistantly in the mid 90’s - still and all, we all have grit.  A quick description of the women I work with:  a very slender, petite woman in her 50’s - her son is in the military and flies helicopters for a living (good job  single parent mom!!!) - another woman, in her early 50’s who looks like she is in her 30’s - blonde, beautiful, takes really good care of herself, fit - very much a southern belle - smart woman & I love sharing an office with her- and the two big girls - me and this other woman I work with - she is truly amazing and the way she treats people has actually made me examine my own life and how I treat people - she is the most thoughtful person I know.  If you read my blog at all, she is the creator of the lemon poppyseed cake.  mmmmmm…….  So, my point, the first day we all went walking the two not so big girls powered on ahead of us - booked around the lake while me and my extra curvy office  mate got to know each other seated on a park bench, in the shade,  feeding the ducks.  I really liked getting to know her better - she’s not worked with us very long and we don’t have opportunity to talk much - we meandered back together, again, while not so curvy office mates blazed by us. 

The kicking butt part came today, when my curvy office mate was gone.  I’m fat, but I am very fit.  I blazed by them on the way there -  on the way back, I totally left them in the dust.  I was back in the office, cooled off, with my normal girl shoes  on and back to work  by the time they huffed and puffed back to their desks.  Felt really good.  When I got home, I walked two more miles and went for a kayak.  Sunset on the lake, me in the water = life is very good indeed.