I belong to a walking club which is a member of the American Volksmarch Association. (It is so much easier to write AVA because I always have to look up the spelling of Volksmarch...or is it Volksmarche....oh what the heck!) Anyway, I had to get up at 6 a.m. (Yuk!) today in order to get to the start at 8 a.m. Now, my dears, it was a glorious-blue sky-puffy white clouds, brilliant colors of summer-eye bedazzling day. Uh..Uh....that was the sun bedazzling! A big, bright .... HOT sun bedazzling! The walk started with all my buddies briskly stepping out in true AVA rhythmic determination. One block....three blocks......a half mile.....and I began to wipe the sweat from my brow. 3/4 of a mile and I used my shirt to wash my hands free of the makeup that had blobbed onto them when wiping my perspiring brow. One mile and I noticed that I could now use my jeans for a washcloth. No...not what you think happened...it was just a heavy "glow" bedewing me from my waist down to my sneakers. Remember...ladies do not sweat....we glow (Ha....if any flies had landed on me they would have instantly drowned!) By a mile and a half I was looking for any interesting flora, fauna, bugs, buildings, rocks, trash, whatever to show my buddies so that they would stop for a look. The purpose? To take a rest no matter how brief. My 10k (6.4 miles for you who don't want to do the figuring) turned into a plodding, sweat laden, miserable 5k (you figure out the miles, I'm tired.) When I staggered to my car at the end of the walk and opened the door, I was greeted by a blast of furnace-hot air! Had I any strength left in my body, I would have yowled in misery. While waiting by my open car door for the A/C to bring relief, a younger, perky buddy walked by and said: "Great walk, wasn't it!" Should you like to know my reply, just look at the photo above.
But....come the next walk....I will be there. And....dreaming of walking in the winter.
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