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John and I went for a beautiful walk this morning. I am back to walking 3 miles a day, just a lot more slowly than usual. It’s my favorite part of the day, which more than makes up for the fact that I end up spending the rest of the day sitting because I wore out my feet. Actually, it’s my abdomen that is bothered by standing. There’s a lot of muscle work that goes into supporting my gut even though there’s a lot less of it than there was before surgery.

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A scene from our walk, the Olympic Mountains, Puget Sound, and islands.

A scene from our walk, the Olympic Mountains, Puget Sound, the Olympic Peninsula, and assorted islands. The mountains are not this blurry in real life. This is why a smart phone is not the camera of choice for a professional photographer.

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Seattle is a very hilly city. Compared to other major U.S. cities, Seattle it ranks second. (San Francisco is number 1, not surprisingly.)

A few days ago, I slept in instead of going walking at my usual time. I ended up getting to work early and taking a shorter walk in the neighborhood surrounding my office. I decided to walk on a long hill rather than taking a winding route since Seattle is full of twists and turns and dead ends, due to the aforementioned hills. I wanted to make sure that I would make it back to my office in time for my first patient.

So here is my photo chronicle of my fight with the hill, The Thrilla up the Hill-a.

Okay, the hill is a little steep but I'm coming out with a perk in my step, light on my feet.

Okay, the hill is a little steep but I’m coming out with a perk in my step, light on my feet.

It's heating up. The gloves come off! (Thanks, exercised induced hot flash.)

It’s heating up. The gloves come off! (Thanks, exercised induced hot flash.)

Okay, the fight's slowing down a little. The incline is flattening out a bit.

Okay, the fight’s slowing down a little. The incline is flattening out a bit.

Wait, this hill goes on and on! I have been fooled!

Wait, this hill goes on and on! I have been fooled!

The hill continues, but I am now in "Church Alley" and get spiritual support from Seattle Lutheran High School to my right and West Seattle Christian to my left.

The hill continues, but I am now in “Church Alley” and get spiritual support from Seattle Lutheran High School to my right and West Seattle Christian to my left.

I made it! Holy Rosary Church greet me at the end of the battle.

I made it! Holy Rosary Church greet me at the end of the battle.

Okay, so the truth is that the “Thrilla up the Hill-a” was not the “fight of the century”. It was actually fairly easy. I did not have to take the hill to 14 rounds to knock it out, unlike Mohammed Ali and Joe Frazier. It was enjoyable but didn’t make me stretch all that much. Maybe it was the “Thrilla of Vanilla.”

I’m a lot stronger than I thought I was and I’m going to keep fighting for good health and peace in my life.

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