Some walks are better than others

This morning I went on my first mountain walk of the weekend. The air was crispy, patches of ground were slippery, and the lake was still.

Between the beauty of the visuals and the workload of the altitude, it was just a better walk the back in the flatlands.

As I strolled along the nearly two miles, I had to remind myself that walking is so much more than counting steps.

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