I walked at the mall on my lunch hour today. I did eight laps, or roughly four miles. I had an odd, ongoing conversation with a woman sitting in the food court.
Woman: Does that really work to lose weight?
Woman: Not that you need to.
Woman: Do you live in Michigan?
Woman: You’re a nice looking guy.
Woman: You’re a nice looking gentleman. I wish there were guys like you down in Ohio.
Me: (no response, walking briskly)
I passed her leaving at one of the exits later and wished her well.