Walking back to healthiness . . .

. . . woopah oh yeah yeah (my apologies to Helen Shapiro for butchering her song).

I must admit that one of my biggest wishes right now is to lace up my running shoes and go tearing down the local river bank - like the Kenyan athlete I am (my real name is actually Filbert Midugali).

However, for now, I have to make do with 'power walking' to help with my physical recovery.

There is one massive plus with this regime. You're effectively slowed down so you have to 'stop and smell the roses'.

And listen to the birds. And look at the crazy cloud patterns in the sky. Basically, the everyday little things you largely ignore as you rush through this life.

And I reckon that's kinda cool, too.

Pee