I wish I had understood this when I was 8 or 12 or 25. My mom always fed us wonderful meals and we hardly ever ate out, but there was plenty of the bad stuff around. Meaning man made "food" products. It wasn't her fault. The gooberment said it was just fine and for a busy single mom, it was quick and easy.
Recently, Pete asked if he could go on my daily walks with me. At first I was hesitant because I walk briskly and use this as a main form of exercise. In the past, when I've headed out on my walks and the family wanted to tag along, it ended up being a leisurely walk around our neighborhood.
I never complained because I enjoyed that family time and cherish that my boys want to spend time with us, but it wasn't my normal workout.
So when Pete asked me this, I told him that is was going to be fast. He would have to stay with me because I wasn't slowing down and RePete had to use wheels since I knew he couldn't keep up.
So far, so good. I do make a pit stop about halfway through at the neighborhood pier so they can skip rocks, and watch the water life.
taken with iPhone