As the lazy hazy days of Summer continue I have yet to don my trainers. They look at me beguilingly, willing me to at least pick them up.
Grief comes in many guises & one of them is the loss of physical health and strength for whatever reason. However, wherever we are at on that journey, there is always something we can do towards recovery. The smallest positive step can ignite enthusiasm and hope. Don’t ever give up!
For me it’s keeping going, slowly increasing my walking steps each week. I may not be able to run, or even to walk unaided for any distance, but each step keeping me upright and moving forward is a victory in the right direction. One day I will put those trainers back on and head out into the crisp early morning……
I wonder how you are doing?
I took the next step!
Day one - second attempt🐌🐌🐌🐌
One last chance
A very wet W4R1 
Body combat and the "easy" step toner
