Finding steps, whereever they may be...

Those of you who have had the 'pleasure' of walking the B concourse at Denver Int'l Airport know the feeling of staring at a vanishing point... It feels like a mile from one end to another, especially when dragging a wheelie bag. I will confess, its not something I've ever found joy in...and I wouldn't say I have now either...but when one of your daily goals is 10K steps, suddenly you don't mind so much. A silver lining around the grey carpet, as it were.

Besides, anything is better than sitting on a plane! What I won't do for these chips, I tell ya... ;)