mileage

First of all, it's been three weeks since I've had any kind of soda; diet or loaded. I was drinking up to five cans a day and sometimes in the middle of the night cracking one open because I was so thirsty. Yes, I quit cold-turkey I think they call it. What I've been drinking lately: a cup of coffee in the morning, green tea and lots of water with ice and a lemon slice. Do I feel healthier? You bet! I am so proud of myself for getting off the diet soda kick!!
Yesterday was a gorgeous summer-turned-fall day here in Missouri. I took the bike to the Katy and rode twelve miles. It was late in the afternoon and I wanted to beat the bridge traffic home so I cut two miles off of my usual ride. This morning I made Braille books with my Lutheran lady friends and of course that means lunch afterwards. I hightailed it home and changed into my walking clothes and walked four miles on the Greenway. Oh, this morning when I walked out to get the paper, I was surprised by five deer in my front yard munching on my new landscaping. It was a momma and some young ones and I quickly shooed them into the woods. Sam would love to catch them off guard and bark like crazy at them. I still miss him like crazy too.

mileage

We're in the middle of the last heat wave of the summer here. I walked 4.40 miles this morning and finished before nine. I was going to stop at Target but I felt the sweat dripping off my pony tail and decided to head it home. I always have ice water in my car for the drive back home. I've been missing the Katy and was planning to go biking last week but was called to sub that morning. September is almost here; I'll feel more like biking then.

thousands of catfish

Weird title I know. Last week when I was on the Katy I passed the Cedar Creek Bridge and happened to look down. Actually a turtle swimming down the river caught my eye. Since I was on my way back from mile 150 I stopped to rest my tired butt and while I was watching the turtle I noticed the thousands, yes thousands of catfish swimming under the bridge to feed on the debree that had collected from the flood. They were so thick I could have walked on them! What a sight. When I got back to the trailhead I met a nice couple from Illinois just starting out on their ride and I told them to make sure to look for the catfish at Cedar Creek. I have been back at least twice since then but haven't seen any catfish like I did that day.