Testing the water with my toe

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Testing.

In April I flew to Portugal and walked the Camino from Porto to Santiago Spain. While I walked I thought of all the changes I needed to make in my life - because we all eventually run out of time.

Changes in my home, changes in my habits, changes in my focus.

Now I hike after work at least 3 times a week. I walk to the trails near my home - and do a fast 6km up and down hills and steps, through the forest and then the park. All the while I am planning, thinking, pondering.

Today is my first day here at Lam Unfiltered. This is my beginning.

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