Survival of the Fitbit-est

It’s raining outside. Not just raining: pouring down. It’s been doing that for 24 hours. The rest of the country is being washed out to sea and the DIY fanatic next door seems to be building something…

So I’m going out for a walk.

No, I’m not going to get wet. I’m going to get drenched. Soaked by the time I reach the pub on the corner. My coat’s still wet from the dog walk and my waterproof shoes aren’t anymore.

But I’m going. Because I owe it to my wife.

It’s the least I can do.

Rewind the clock 24 hours. [Read more…]