The longest journey starts with a single step.

So June the first dawned bright over Lincolnshire - and I woke up at 6am to the sun streaming in.  After laying there for a few minutes I decided just to get up and get going on the planned 5k walk.  If I am to achieve 365km extra over the next year then I need to average 1km per day = 7km per week.  The way that I look at it if I can store in some extra km whilst the weather is nice then it may compensate for wintertime. 

So 6:45am saw me - the only car in the car park I might add - setting out for the planned 5k walk (its actually 5.2km - I might need those extra 200m later on!) along with the two dogs - Katie and Millie. I wasn't so sure how Katie would take to it - she's 14 years old in July - and I fully expected her to just stop and refuse to move.  However, like a trooper, she kept on going and it was Millie (9 in July) who was the first to just stop!


We made it back to the car in a less than respectable time of 1 hour 40mins but this is a target that can be improved on.  The ground was very uneven in parts and the grass, at times, was too long for the dogs - but we made it for the less than glamorous selfie!

At home I cooked a bacon, egg, mushrooms and baked beans breakfast and enjoyed it out in the garden under the sunshine (truthfully I wore a jumper as well but it was nice to feel so shattered / relaxed!), before nipping into the sewing room and finishing a quilt block that I am doing for charity - everyone in our group is doing a 14 inch block and quilting it and then the blocks are put together and sent off.

Next on the agenda was a trip to The Willows Garden Centre for a spot of lunch with my friend Jean and a mooch around the shops there - how comes there is so much that you didn't know that you just NEEDED!  As I treat I bought a little chicken to hang from my dresser - to mark the day you understand.  I am pleased to report that I had a very healthy jacket potato for lunch although did succumb to a cake in a different garden centre for afters. However the cake was not fantastic so I left half of it - yes you did read correctly - I left half a cake!

Arriving home around 4pm all that is left to do is to tidy around and then settle down for some sewing.  When I left my students bought me some lovely Tilda fabric and a sewing book so I think that I will start a project that could then reside in the conservatory.  All in all what could have been a difficult day has been an extremely enjoyable one and one to be proud of in many ways.