Being brave

I was so scared.
I’ve been making excuses for not driving to a lovely place to exercise.
We’ve been allowed out since Wednesday but If I hadn’t steeled myself this morning, I don’t know how long it would have been. 

I left home just after 6.30 and was shocked at how busy the roads were and how crazy the speeding drivers. 

My chosen beauty spot (where I knew I could park) was Fradley Junction. 

It was the right choice. Peaceful. Perfect light. Beautiful. Deserted (apart from one dog walker, two men fishing (separately), and a man on a canal boat having a sneaky cigarette. ) 

I loved it.
I went round twice, and was tempted to go round again. 

And I’m pleased that this timid wimp had found the courage. 

Stay safe and have a good weekend.