I made it home with most of my walking route recorded on the map on my iphone. But I couldn't remember how to do a screenshot... and when I figured it out I had lost the map.
Tomorrow is another day.
The .lbs from the hefty bbq went away... now it is a matter of one day at a time.
Or one breathe.
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