Today, I am really stiff.  My leg muscles have tightened up to the point I don’t want to move from this computer chair – ever, and it’s made me realise just how unfit I am. Here’s what happened.

My autistic son loves trains, so yesterday I decided to take him and his brother to a nearby city to watch a circus performance.  I was assured when I booked the tickets over the telephone it was in easy walking distance from the station.  According to the booking clerk, it was about three-quarters of a mile.

Clearly he didn’t know the area because it was, infact, one and a half miles! 

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This afternoon I gave a talk on the benefits of having a Circle of Friends and the audience were lucky I turned up. I don’t mention that for egotistical reasons, but simply because I am geographically challenged.

Driving anywhere outside my comfort zone is usually off my agenda.  However, having invested in one of those GPS things where a voice speaks as an arrow on a map points you in the right direction, I made an exception and amazingly found my way there and back safely.

I was asked to arrive about 12.30 p.m. so I could have lunch before I spoke. As it was half term, I took my autistic son with me, and he was delighted to try the various sandwiches, cakes and nibbles.

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Exercise is clearly the secret to long life and in the past I have often used my age and lack of time as an excuse for not doing much.  The result is I am unfit and overweight, so hearing about Buster Martin who is almost twice my age has made me re-think my position.

This incredible man was born in 1906 and says he is too cantankerous to die. Currently he is training to run the London Marathon.

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