I used to walk so fast that my friends had to run to keep up with me.
Sadly, that has changed. I've hardly walked at all in the last six months or so.
And, I have missed walking. I'm so out of shape that I get short of breath if I have to run 30 feet for the bus.
When the weather smartened up, I promised myself that I was going to walk as much as I could. It's been working. Starting to feel really good, and am slowly getting back to my old pace.
It's been going so well, in fact, that on my forced march yesterday, I was really motoring. I overtook an old man on a bicycle.
But today, I discovered that I pulled a hamstring muscle while doing so. And that is pretty damn sad.