242/365 Walking faster than Goofy Drives

Feet hurt. In preparation for next weeks Disneyland 1/2 marathon, we tried to put in a good distance today. 8+ miles of walking is pure torture. Granted, at our running pace it isn't all that much slower than we used to go in our "running" days. Ev's doc gave a lukewarm recommendation to put off the running for a full year, but I don't know how scientific it was. I mean, walking jars the body almost as much, right? Walking is miserable and hurts the knees, back, hips, and feet in horrible ways that running never did. It keeps us out in the sun and heat longer than running, and worst of all - it's longer to Starbucks for our coffee break. We won't enter more races until we can resume our former schlep-along tempo, but we must complete the Disney. Doing both Disneys in the same year (see post) means we get special bling for the medals shelf at home. We just have to maintain a pace faster than the bus for slow-pokes, which we assume is driven by Goofy.