When Mark and I were first dating we lived far apart and loved to meet in New York when we had a free weekend. It was our habit to get up late, go to a diner for breakfast and then start walking. We would walk all day, stop for the occasional coffee or ice cream and finally stumble in to a randomly picked restaurant for a meal and a bottle of wine before we found our way back to our hotel. Old habits die hard. We still walk in New York… a lot. Both days ticked over 20,000 steps on my fitbit which did wonders for my averages.