I only walk about half a mile, but at least it’s something. Charlie walks about a mile and a half, every day, unless it’s raining too hard. Then he will stay in where it’s warm. He’s been doing it as long as I’ve known him - 10+ years.
Yesterday, he gave me a roll of quarters. It’s how he pays me back for all the stuff I feed him! ;o]
Anyway, he walks because he was hit by a car many years ago, and the bumper caught him at the knees. He was hospitalized for four months. Then therapy forever. He made a couple of door mats (rubber ones) while in therapy and gave me one. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on it. He’s a good guy. Never married, but not gay.
He sounds like a great example of perseverance. I walked two miles, which is three times around the block.