Hi, remember me?.

Hi all. I shall just write this very quickly then disappear before you start asking me all sorts of embarrassing questions, like, 'Where have you been, Have you been jogging, have you lost weight, have you just become a round blob welded to your nice comfy leather sofas?'

I know its been a while, but nagging sister did drag me out today armed with new information from her new hunky action man. Now action man used to or still does train people in P.T. and he gave a few pointers to nagging sister, 'What she needs to do is power walking, non stop, it will do her the power of good, rather than all the jogging,' So far I like him, 'Yes' says I 'I can walk the mile' But nagging sister had other ideas, 'We're no walking just one mile, we are walking two miles' Well you can imagine my face when I heard this, my smiled quickly turned upside down and I was not tripping up on my chin! 'Still' I though 'Its a walk, how bad can that be'

Well let me tell you its bad, I know I couldn't have managed the jogging, not with my back, but oh my word! No short cuts home, no getting a lift from a neighbour who kindly offered when she saw me struggling along the pavement, (but I'm sure I heard her chuckle as she drove past) oh no, nagging sister had me power walking, no breaks, because as she says, 'Its not as if your out of breath' Well she wasn't, no, she was chatting away to me and I'm trying to get a word in edgeways, just to show her that I was still alive, when I did get my word in it was 'Water!' She allowed me to slow down slightly and take a swig from her bottle. By now, my face is as red as it is when I get back from the mile jog and we STILL had a mile or less to do before we got home. Not only that but the rain started, at first it was a pleasant refreshing spray, but then it kept on, and on, and on, as I am getting hotter, and more breathless, and redder in the face I also start to smell like WET DOG!

Did I say I liked nagging sisters new action man, mmm, maybe I'll change my mind!