So of course Mr Smooth Michael Johnson accompanied me on my run today. The longstanding Apple problem continues so I ended up totally out of synch on the running and walking combo. Mark Ronson’s Uptown Funk meant I was totally out of puff; I think I need a new playlist called maybe Cool Runnings, so I stop running like a madwoman.
Anyway, after some running and walking readjustment I finally synced back in with Michael and it was hard as it’s 27 degrees here at 8am, but I did it. Hats off to my virtual buddy on progress, she got me out of bed again today, with her upbeat report yesterday .
Walking briskly back to my house , I had a full blown panic attack as I saw to my horror that the front door was wide open. Mr Smooth was totally ignored as I sprinted to my house thinking we’d been burgled and I bombed in through the front door (not exactly sure what I was going to do with the potential burglars – maybe throw my water bottle at them?)
Then I saw my husband who had opened the front door so I didn’t have to faff around with keys – oh the relief. So then I had to walk around the garden for 5 minutes to cool down. So sorry Mr Johnson for not following orders – I hope you will forgive me!