Today's time in a walk is helping both of us remain fitness consistent.

Hi, I'm Dave. Let's go for a walk. I want to read for you a comment from Michelle.

I've always been a walker. Walking a mile to grade school, a mile back home for lunch.

Mom drove us back because she said if we walked back, we'd have to

eat too fast and get an upset tummy. And then the mile back home after school. I think that set the

tone for my love of walking. Also our neighbor, who was like a grandma to me, often walked after dinner and took me with her.

I treasure those memories of her and taking long summer walks.

I appreciated this comment from Michelle because it got me thinking about my own childhood walking memories in a way that I don't know that I've actually thought

about them, at least in this context.

And quickly without having to spend a lot of time digging up these memories, I remember

walking to elementary school.

We lived in a community. Actually, we moved to a community when I was in third grade

where I could walk to school instead of taking the school bus.

The school was four-tenths of a mile from where we lived.

And every day I walked to school, and every afternoon I walked home from school.

I don't have a particular memory of walking in the rain,

although I do have a memory of getting to school with my rain boots

and taking my feet out of the boots and forgetting to bring shoes.

All I had were slippers.

We wore the slippers inside my rain boots,

so the entire day at school I was in my slippers.

But I have zero memory of mom or dad

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