Walking in the forest.

Before I began walking toward Zavalla I was having a coffee in the store where I had stayed the night when a man I was talking to shared he had began walking daily for his hyper-tension and found it hard to convince people how much better it helped him feel. His mind was clearer and his physical condition improved. He felt strongly that everyone needs to take it upon themselves to make an effort so they can see for themselves. I may not write perfectly but if I can get across the point that we all need to move our bodies to keep healthy, to get healthy. Not just watch some guy pushing a ball through a forest, past your home, over a bridge,along the streets of your town and think "what a good thing he's doing." If you do not take responsibility for your own bones and get active...
I have walked nearly double the miles I like to comfortably walk the past few days. My dog is tired. The forecast is for several days of increasingly hard rains. I had made it to the edge of Zavalla as a light rain and darkness fell. Thanks to the church who let me stay on their property and a man (a type-1 diabetic who is a distance runner) who drove me back the nineteen miles to the van. He is struggling to raise his family and maintain with the high cost of diabetic supplies, an issue that plagues so many who can't afford insurance but make too much money for government help. It rained lightly most of the night. I will at least get to the far side of the this small town and if it is not raining I will attempt to get to the next little town. I will likely get soaked if the weather predictions are correct. But with the news I received from. My old Kentucky home far away I should press on to keep my thoughts from what I have heard. No, I won't share... Give yourself a gift, take a walk, eat something green.