Today I had to run over to City Hall to get my notary public application signed by an elected official. I talked my co-worker Wendy into going with me, and instead of driving we walked the 1.1 mile over there. In heels. What was I thinking?
And then to top it off, no elected official was available (we arrived during the middle of prime lunch hour) so I had to leave it there for signature and will have to go back tomorrow to pick it up.
As we trekked back we stopped in at a BBQ place for a quick bite to eat, and I gobbled down pulled pork bbq and fries without feeling the least bit guilty since I had just logged in 2.2 miles of walking on my lunch hour.
IN HEELS.