Morning all. Well it’s an unusually cool morning. You wouldn’t think it’s the middle of summer. But how fabulous for walking. I went out at 7.10 am knowing that I had to get back by 7.30. I was under pressure from the beginning which I didn’t like. But off I went. When I got down the street I stopped and chatted with some neighbours who were out walking their dog. It didn’t feel like we spoke for very long but I realised it was already 7.30. I couldn’t walk as far as I wanted and had to high-tail it home. I ended up jogging most of the way home, which I don’t think I could have done three weeks ago. I was puffed when I got home but didn’t feel as though I would keel over. Maybe I am getting fitter. But one thing I know, it’s not pleasant to walk with time restraints.