Today I had a training day in Loughguile. I drove from my house to work. I picked up a colleague. We drove to the venue. We parked outside. We went in. We sat down. We had a break. I walked to the toilet. I walked back. We sat down.
We walked to lunch. It was next door to the conference room. I walked to the hatch and got a plate of roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, cauliflower cheese and three scoops of spud. I ate it all. I walked to the hatch and collected a plate of Pavlova. I ate it all. I walked back to the conference room and I sat down.
At the end of the day I walked to the car. I drove my colleague back to Ballymena. I drove to Cullybackey. I came in here. I drank coffee. I chatted to Bert. I walked to this desk. I sat down.
So far today I have walked 810 steps. My daily average over the past week has been 17500. I'd need to walk seven miles now to make my average. Oh dear.
Killing Two Birds With One Stone
1. Drive to the brightly light streets of Ballymena and trudge (with Rosie) around its streets for 55 minutes. (6500 steps)
2. Trail youngest daughter out of Fair Hill Bar. (On a weeknight! Honestly!)