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Sarah's Fitness Blog

There was a cool, light misty rain all evening Wednesday, and it would have been so easy to stay inside, maybe even turn on the heat or sit under an electric blanket (I’m in Cleveland, by the way), but I didn’t want to break my “walk” date with Meg, so after dinner I drove to her house and we bundled up, put on the rain parkas and rain boots, and headed off toward Shaker Lakes. It’s getting darker earlier as it always does in the fall, and the sidewalks are slick with rain and newly fallen leaves. That time of night, the side streets were mostly deserted, so we walked there, avoiding the slippery slate sidewalks. Acorns crunched under our feet, as if we were walking on popcorn. We had a lot of catching up to do; stories from work, stories about our friends, a trip to Maine to plan, descriptions of sweaters we’d bought, etc., and along with all that, the constant, “Oh, look at that tree,” or “Look at that bird,” or “L