It was a perfect day for any outdoor activity be it a journey to travel back in time or a journey to give others more time going forward.

The weather was picture perfect – let’s bottle this entire day up and uncork it on a cold, gray January morn when we have the mid-Winter doldrums and we don’t need the groundhog to confirm for us that Winter is still looming large.

I left for my walk later this morning and saw more folks than I usually do. I came upon a pair of pre-teen girls twisting to and fro while “working” bright pink hula hoops. The girls were spinning the hoops around their waist and were able to keep it in place alot longer than I ever could. The hula hoop spent more time encircling my feet than my waist. I complimented each girl and suggested they should throw on a poodle skirt and hike their hair into a ponytail and head over to the Dream Cruise as a diversion for the car enthusiasts. I got a couple of giggles for my recommendation to them, but, yes – they were that good.

The granddaddy of all cruises, the Woodward Dream Cruise, had a parade of classic cars gunnin’ their motors and rarin’ to go at 8:00 a.m. but you know they’ve been ready and trolling down Woodward Avenue all week, much to the chagrin of the locals. With no excessive heat or humidity today, the vintage vehicles rolled down the first paved road in America with convertible tops down and no overheating of the buggies or their occupants. I’ve been listening to radio station WOMC’s 104 favorite cruisin’ songs all day. Buddy has been singing at the top of his lungs to all the oldies too. He especially liked Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Woman” but has a hard time perfecting that growl. (Smile.)

As I write this post, he is still singing, non-stop – he will sleep well tonight as will I since I got a four-mile walk under my belt this morning. I was enjoying my walk so much, I kept extending it a few more blocks until the pedometer said 8,000 steps. Yikes! Hopefully the extra steps will not cause me shin splints tomorrow.

Speaking of walking extra miles, on the other side of town a contingent of walkers are striding to wipe out breast cancer on Day 2 of the Breast Cancer Three-Day Walk. It is a grueling 60-mile course, with a goal of 20 miles per day. Blessings to the survivors and kudos to the walkers in this worthy endeavor. May the contributions you collected for your efforts this weekend go toward one day eradicating this dreaded disease. Keep the faith – sometimes it’s all we’ve got.