You probably were not, but just in case you were wondering: I am still walking to work. It’s really the only way I get exercise, and since I’m supposed to be exercising nowadays and have ZERO ENERGY, going to and from work itself is my exercise.
Nine times out of ten, that is a good decision. Occasionally, a freak fall rainstorm makes that the worst decision ever.
So yes. I was that pregnant lady, pathetically cowering under a tree, unable to walk any further on the flooded sidewalk in her ballet flats, in gusty rain so heavy that she can’t type a coherent text to her husband to come and rescue her.
Exercise is overrated.