It's nice to switch it up and knowing the only way I can get my strength back is making those muscles work, I suggested going up a different hill. This one used to be one of our regular routes. We went all the way to the end of the cross street at the top.
On the way down, I took this shot of Brian (and the hill). My thighs were yelling by the time we got home, but my heart rate was okay. It was a lot faster going up that hill. It was about three miles, total. It took us an hour, if I hadn't brought the camera, it would have taken us less time.
It was a great morning for a walk.