I finally got back to walking a bit this week. If I’m good at one thing, it’s making excuses for not working out! Granted, we’ve had a few crazy weeks, but I know that other people manage to work out, even under extremely stressful circumstances.
The gap in my routine stems from a couple of things: the birth of my granddaughter, Noel, and the hospitalization of my son-in-law, Matt. Poor Matt was terribly ill, to the point where he thought he might be dying. We all thought he might by dying.
His O2 saturation was dropping into the 50th percentile, so he finally went to an ER. They sent him on to Swedish Hospital where he spent 19 days. It turns out he had an access in his lung, along with pneumonia. One night, his plural sack began filling with fluid and he had to have a tube inserted. He was a very sick young man.
But he’s home now and slowly recovering. I don’t do well under stress, so I just couldn’t muster the ambition to do my walks. Now that things with Matt have settled down, I hope I can get back to my trip. I’ve walked two more miles this week, so I thought I’d better update my trip information.
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Nothing too startling or interesting to share, here. Just more of the same, desolate landscape. Although I did find the location noted on Mile 64 to be amusing. It’s labeled as “Scissors Crossing.” Very creative!