Short Blog Post — Sunridge Steps & Small Wins
Dixie and I took a walk overlooking Sunridge Park today, one of those dynamic little moments where the world feels bigger than the path you’re on. She trotted ahead like we were on some grand adventure, and honestly, it felt like one. I even got two smiles from strangers and a cyclist who gave me that focused, head‑down look only cyclists have. One hello on the gravel path. Small things, but they land.
The day was good, even with the two dog dirts I had to pick up. Down University the traffic was busy, and I was out of breath more than I expected, just trotting along without even wearing my pack weight. Still hit my active minutes easily, even though my Enduro didn’t track a thing. Disappointing. I’ve got to butter myself up to remember to hit start.
Back home, Kim — the wonderful lady she is — did laundry and cleaned her spare room. I did the dishes. Yesterday I hauled wood to my in‑laws for their new fire pit. Supposedly it’s a big one. They called me sweet. I’ll take it.
I finished mowing the lawn too. Half and half, like I planned. The grass was so long I had to mulch one stripe at a time. Filled two bins, technically three if you count the one my dad took earlier.
Last night I slept like a log. My ankle wasn’t even sore this morning, though I’m still hesitant to take my shoes off without undoing the laces because my foot complains. But that’s life — a little ache, a little progress, a little adventure with the dog looking out over the city.
Just another good day.
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