Small steps

There's no reason why any sane person should want to learn about my paltry efforts at getting more physical exercise...except that I'm presently employing a technique wot you might not have thunk of: trudging three-four bus stops in the *wrong* direction before boarding one of the blue beasts to the city, and alighting at the same place on the return journey. Obviously, doing this on the morning leg requires that I not be running hideously late. And the evening leg is subject to immediate cancellation in the event of heavy rain and/or high winds. Hey, I said they were small steps :-)