Happy Feet aren't just for penguins anymore....
I am loving my new-to-me cross trainers. In my hobbling desperation, I was ready to go to any place that would take a credit card and pay any price for any shoe no matter how expensive it may be. Fortunately, we went first to thrift store because of hubby's hobby. I found these big, comfy (but never worn) things almost immediately. Yesterday, I met my walking goal. Today, I am already halfway to the goal. All is well.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)