Didn't go for my walk this morning. I woke up with my bones aching - I had changed beds so I was now in a double instead of a single, and I thought the mattress was crappy, it it had a television built into the foot of the bed and i wanted to watch the season finale of Sherlock.
I regret that now. I missed my walk more than I thought, but I could barely move and had to be good enough to wrestle with a two year old in a game we play where she hides behind a sofa cushion, squishes a throw cushion into my face while telling me to be quiet. I haven't got the hang of the game yet, but I can gather that there are set rules which I am not following.
I may have worded it wrong - I wasn't in pain; just achy. It's what comes with middle-age and unfamiliar mattresses. ;-)