Walked at the edge of the water from the Balboa pier to the Newport pier and back yesterday, while praying and mulling over the sermon I'm trying to write today.
I need to walk more than a mile at a time, because I need to swim some days too. So I was relieved that my knees actually seemed to appreciate the longer walk, and that my right heel held up okay--I think the firm sand was a little softer than concrete.
It's a three mile round trip, bringing me to six out of the fifty miles. Gotta get a ticker but right now I gotta get back to that sermon.