Walk: Presidio Pickleball! Monday errands
Distance: 3.5 miles, just a few careful games pickle, yoga
So in the past Ciwt has avoided those two and half evenings of prime time television devoted to the NFL draft. But this year, the wind, cold and her recovering back had kept her mostly inside and exausting all her reading and puttering energies. What else was there to do except watch the draft?
You know, it was fun and heartwarming! Those boys were so impossibly young, so awestruck, and their families were either dazed in excitement or in joyful, relieved tears. So many years of who knows how many sacrifices had led to this moment. You couldn't help but wish them all the best while also knowing this was their first step into the real, grueling, often painful and punishing world of pro football. Some of those kids might some day be Hall of Famers and others, perhaps most, will have other fates.
And speaking of sports, Ciwt is happy to report she was back on the pickleball court today. Not for long and quite gingerly, but, even that little went a long way toward 'unlanguishing' her. Fingers crossed...
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