Las Vegas is an interesting city, to put it mildly. It’s not one of my favorite places to visit – mostly because it seems so adverse to a healthy lifestyle. Since my last visit, they have at least limited indoor smoking to just the casinos. This is a nice change and makes me feel a little less like the entire city is just a giant ashtray.

So it was great to be on the elevator to my room this afternoon when a gentleman in running clothes stepped on. How far did you go? I asked. His face lit up as he told me about his short run. The weather was perfect for it!

I’m jet-lagged and sleep-deprived today, so I won’t be out walking. However, now I’m even more inspired to get up early and head outside for a walk. I hope the weather cooperates. (Later this week, I’m sure we’ll get out and do some sightseeing, too. Just not tonight.)

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