Walking with purpose

Marcy and I have decided to take full advantage of the 10-mile bike path behind our apartment by walking it whenever we can.
I've already been hit by motivation. After living in the land of the SUV for so long, I forgot that people in this world actually walk to places. Then I got a job downtown and though I take a lot of public transportation, it's still a hell of a lot of walking. That, coupled with my mostly no-beer diet, will hopefully get me in good enough shape to almost think about getting off my ass this spring and overhauling my bike so that I might look svelt in a tux.
But right now my fiance is sitting next to me looking at cake. An uphill climb awaits.