It has become my motto. Literally.
My legs are starting to wobble a bit, the feeling in them uncertain and my faith in them wavering. So with an aim to increasing their strength I am walking.

Rather a lot.

I have started mapping the Little Free Libraries within 30-45 minutes (on foot) from my house. Four to five days a week I load up a backpack with books we no longer want, clip on my leash belt, a water bottle for me, a water bottle for the dogs, a treat bag for the dogs, and lastly, Bear and Penny.

Then we walk. I choose a direction and we walk in search of the Little Free Libraries. When I find one I add it to the Google list, peruse it’s offerings, and then add several of my own. We continue on.

It’s been helping, I feel stronger. The dogs are happier. I have a TBR of about 45 books now. (I may have to start skipping the taking of new books for a little while.)

I am hoping I can keep it going. I am not embarrassed to say that I am scared to lose my mobility. It’s not a thing I am ready to be graceful about.