My legs hurt like I've been run over by a truck! That's hyperbole, of course - I imagine being run over would be much more painful. Additionally, I've never been run over by a truck myself, so I wouldn't know what it feels like.
Enough about trucks.
My legs hurt a lot, after my walk. It was quite a bit harder than usual, but I think it was also quite a bit faster. I probably walked faster on instinct, for some reason, which put more strain on my body. That's not a bad thing, of course, but it does result in more fatigue, which is something I'm not paying the price for. By the way, is that last sentence grammatical? It feels wrong, somehow.
Whatever.
My walk was, once again and as foreseen by the Gods, delightful. Case in point:
I know what you're thinking. "Gon, you're the greatest photographer of your generation. Also you're really cool and awesome." While all of that is true and correct - thank you, by the way - even I suffer from indecision, from time to time. Feel free to let me know which of these pictures you think is best; the previous one, or this:
These photos are just 25 seconds apart, by the way. Pretty cool, I think.
I felt really hungry during my walk. I was feeling a little hungry before I went out, but just a little. After some 15-30 minutes of walking though, it really hit. I felt kind of weak and sluggish, but I could still walk fine, so I just kept walking and listening to my videos on my headphones. It was an enjoyable walk, overall, as previously stated in this very post, by yours truly. Upon arrival back home, I was hungry no longer! Great success, I suppose. Drank like a liter of water - I say "like a liter" like I don't know it was exactly a liter... It was a liter - and then took a bath. I'm writing this in my jammies.
Feeling good.