Mental note to oneself - no walking at 5am: time and life and sleep far too precious..

Feeling rather blah about myself yesterday I endeavoured to fix this - so I rose at 5 this morning to go for a walk.

It was pitch, black at 5. In fact, it is almost still pitch black at 6! So dark, it was at 5, that, were there not street lights - I would not have seen a foot in front of me.

The temperature had dropped some 10 degrees below yesterday morning's temperature. The wind whistled and I felt the onset of an ear ache before I'd even stepped off our front lawn.

I felt a little hesitant even somewhat frightened as I slipped through the shadowy streets this morning. In fact, one man, silently sitting on his garden chair, having a cigarette, startled me so much that he cracked up laughing at me.

I all but planted my feet apart, made a pistol grip with my hands and pointed it at him when I noticed his darkened figure - less than 2 metres away from me.

But - he was the only man I saw on my walk. I thought I would be alone at 5 am, but no. I saw women - many women. Jogging, running, walking women !!!! They were at every turn, but not one jogging, running, walking man. Coincidence perhaps? I think not.

Skinny-minny women (many of them mothers no doubt - young Mums too) were out and about risking their safety, sacrificing sleep, feigning enjoyment, mustering motivation to ..........feel............half decent about themselves in front of men and possibly (more particularly) in front of other women and dare I say - in front of themselves and the mirror.

Tomorrow morning - I will be sleeping in.

When my grandma came to stay this week she said " I am 81 - and I will eat what I bloody well like!"