An accidental walk

Well, sometimes I really wish I had a camera. I took off from my usual walking route and went onto Ft. Carson for a walk around Iron horse park. When I go there, I usually stick to the circuit that goes on a one mile oval around the park. It's not very exciting but it gets the job done, and it's a change of pace from the 'down to the stop sign and back' I've been doing. So, I am walking and notice a side path. I had noticed it before but it always had a 'road to nowhere' look that promised plenty of pain, so I never took it.
Today I took it. It went up over a huge hill, upon which sat a radio tower. It wound down through officer housing, out to the road and then it continued with a red gravel path that went BACK UP the huge hill, down the hill and up another huge hill. I got to the top of that hill (oh and it was raining, so the trail was turning to muck) and I could see for twenty miles easy. I felt victorious. I didn't have to stop once. I would say, grand total, it was a three and a half mile walk. It pushed me in ways I haven't been pushed thus far. As I was at the top of the hill I could look down and see the two playgrounds I take my kids to during the summer. They aren't more than a quarter mile apart. But just last year, before I started walking and eating better, I remember putting up a fight when my then seven year old wanted to walk from one park to another. I thought it was TOO FAR. Today I walked around both of them and several housing projects in the rain on dirt and gravel. And later I took my daughter down to the basketball court so she could skate. This is leaps and bounds ahead of where I used to be. I have only been doing this for two and three quarters of a month. Imagine how I will feel, and what I will be able to do a year from now. Today was a very good day. I hope yours was too.
Hugs,
Chris