Yesterday my body was letting me know it's not a good idea to quintuple your steps, up and down hills, with no preparation. I felt fine yesterday morning, but as the day wore on, I began walked like one leg was a few inches shorter than the other! I wasn't quite as sore this morning, but I don't feel my normal, pain-free self. I seldom let my body decide what I'm going to do, which is good, because I have planned the routes for several more long walks.
I love long walks, especially in the spring. After being stuck inside all winter, the colors and smells of spring are like manna from heaven.