Walking 45:13 [1] 0.5 mi (1:30:24 / mi)
ahr:100 max:140 rhr:53 slept:6.5
My mom’s boyfriend of 17 years passed away last month, and weekends are hard for her now that she’s alone again. With an unexpected day home (stormy forecast sent me home the night of BT epic instead of camping), I took a chance she’d be interested in going to the Daniel Boone home that I pass frequently on rides and am always curious about. Anyway, she was, and the 45 minutes we spent wandering the grounds were about what my achy self was up for. Glad Volleyball isn’t until tomorrow!