Actually, I should be working. I spent most of the last 12 work days at the hospital or making funeral arrangements or chasing kids. It's a relief to be back at work, but apparently I am not altogether ready to focus on my job just yet.

I have a lot to say about Leah, but I might wait until I am sitting at my lap top with a glass of wine.

We are about 14 weeks out from the 3-day walk. That's alarming. I can walk 10 miles, 2 days in a row. But how do I walk 20 miles, 3 days in a row? I need shoes, probably two more pairs. I don't know how I'm going to carry my water and foul-weather gear. And if I need foul-weather gear, I don't think I really want to be walking at all. It's over 100 degrees every day here. When we do our long walks, it usually means we are out of bed at 3:30 and meet up to start walking at 4:30. That's IN THE MORNING! Then I spend the whole day in a haze and try to eat my way to wakefulness. That then upsets my calorie-counting food-logging habit,you can understand why.

I try to focus on the fact that I must be in better shape than many of the other walkers, which means, if they can do it, I can too. Sigh. I think the thing to do, is take it one day at a time: show up for the training walks when I agree to and put one foot in front of the other.

Time to practice the same approach to work, one to-do item and then another.