I must be turning into my mother because I've just shown a dreadful lack of patience and forward thinking. (It's not that she doesn't plan, she's just a tad enthusiastic about projects!) I woke up this morning feeling fine and dandy - only a teensy little bit of hip pain really. So this afternoon I went for a jog. Just a little one. And I did dance a little jig at home as a test first, so you see I was really quite practical and sensible about it. I toned it down to five minute intervals and did that on a flat level for an hour. Well, until I fell off the treadmill! I was rather busy watching the tennis and came a cropper. I think I feel ok now. I'm icing my hip just in case. Ice is my new best friend. The biggest problem I had was the handful of peanuts I'd eaten beforehand. Yes, I know you are supposed to leave it an hour - but who can wait that long?!