Away for the weekend at the seaside with friends. Lots of anxiety beforehand about coming away. A two and a half hour journey by car, a steep hill down to the beach, a house that I’m not used to, walking on the coast path and/or beaches etc.
The journey here was fine, broken up by a visit to a lovely garden. Ate well yesterday evening and enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine. Walked 8000+ steps today (3.4 miles) in sunshine along the coast which was quite flat and well paved. Lots of chatting and laughing. Threw myself down on the sofa this evening without the extra cushion and was fine. Managing without the raised toilet seat. Only need help tying one shoelace.
So far so good. So glad I decided to come and not let fear and anxiety rule.