When my parents were over the other day passing off their cold, my dad mentioned a little factoid that stuck with me and will hopefully be around long after the flu bug scrams. He said that you need to take an average of 10,000 steps per day to be healthy. Then he looked at his pedometer, clicked a few buttons and said he’d walked enough to have his glass of wine.

So since I like being healthy, I thought I’d give it a try and see how much I walk . Between the housework and errands I far exceeded the 10K steps.   But when I got to work the cheapo little pedometer kept falling off and resetting. Including on the bathroom floor, ew! Thank heavens for Chlorox wipes! So instead of dinking around some more with it, I just bought a cheapo new one with a better clip. Walking the dog puts me at 4K. Work yesterday added another 2K?

2K really. At that rate, I wouldn’t even need a slice of cheese and a cracker to power me through the day. So when I arrived home, it was another walk in the park for me sans the dog, because he has issues. Which put me over the top by 100 steps and allowed me to eat one Christmas cookie from my secret stash in the freezer. My son polished off my pumpkin spice ice cream from Fresh and Easy, which tastes like pumpkin pie and whipped cream. He said he knew which was why he ate it.

So I’ll be experimenting over the next couple of days to see if I can increase my numbers at work. Because the dog sighed, pouted and turned his back to me for the rest of the night after sniffing my shoes and figuring out I had gone to the park without him.