Today’s walk soundtrack turned into a full-on movie marathon in my head.
Started with Buddy Holly, drifted through Roy Orbison, Motown, Beach Boys, “Dream a Little Dream,” and suddenly my brain was replaying old movie scenes and memories while I wandered between eucalyptus shade checkpoints, dragon shrubs, rogue prickly pear blooms, and mesquite tree cooling stations trying not to melt in the Arizona heat. 😄
Somewhere along the way:
– I forgot the Cheeto mesquite trees because I was too busy bebopping
– discovered surprise cactus flowers
– saw the Wild West mustache guy on his Sunday patrol
– spotted a Chicago Bears flag from my Illinois roots
– and successfully completed the sacred iced coffee quest
Meanwhile my calves and shoulders reminded me that apparently pinball tournaments count as athletics now.
Walk Receipts
Coffee secured. Desert survived. 🎶☕🌵
Still counts.
• Even when the pace is slow.
• Even when the sidewalk is trying to cook you.
• Even when the soundtrack turns your walk into a weird 80s movie montage.
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