Last night while trying to see fireworks I walked almost 2 miles at a grueling pace. I think that should count for something. I know I said I would walk this summer no matter how much it kills me, but I've realized something. It's a pretty embarrassing and shameful thing, so it hurts to admit it: I'm mostly talk and no action. It's horrible, but I see evidence of it in practically everything I do.
I have to change that.
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