There are days when walking is an effort. My chest is tight, my legs feel like lead, I'm out of breath.

And then there are days like today, when it is easy, actually a pleasure. Sure, I'm still out of breath by the end, but that's just from exercising and it's a good thing.

I even jogged across intersections today. Jogged! The birds laughed till they nearly fell out of the trees. I haven't jogged since Methuselah was a pup. It wasn't easy; it wasn't fun. But I think I can work some jogging into my morning routine.

If only my cardiologist could see me now.