10,000 Steps

Last night I went to meet Tia at her Mounted Patrol training. She had left early in the morning, and was camping out South of Castlewood Canyon with all the others that were in training. I met her for dinner down there, sitting and chatting over burgers with some of our friends before they went on a ride. I had been walking a bit yesterday, trying to get the car working, working in the garage, general stuff. So I wanted to sit down.

 

First I sat in Tia's chair, opening a bottle of wine and having a glass. However that wasn't too comfortable, so I moved to the back of the Suburban, reading and sipping wine. It was a beautiful, peaceful night.

 When Tia got back, we walked to the campfire and hung out a bit, listening to the ranger tell some stories. As we were walking back, I was surprised to have my Fitbit buzz.

When I got home, I looked and sure around, 10,600 steps. Crazy. I scanned back through the week and about 6k was the most I'd done.

That was a lot, and I could feel my knee swollen and sore. I iced a few times last night and today again. Chores today, and now more ice. I'd like to do more, but I'm knocking off.

I did manage to get a lot done. Grass cut and poop picked up in the dog areas. Some weeds knocked out of the arena. The push mower going, and Kendall cutting the front. The riding not working, and I think a new plug needed. A practice drawer built yesterday and a sawhorse mostly done. I was going to finish it today, but calling it.