Well, I did hype it all up beforehand and told him I’d run a half marathon distance. In my fitter days I’d do that every few weeks. These days I struggle to hit 10 before I bail. So all talk and all that...hehehe

I always imagine Bear Grylls drinking and eating a 3 course dinner back in his 5-star hotel during the nights when he’s supposed to be out in the wild surviving. I’d actually asked a few people if they’d drink their own pee if they were stuck in the desert—for research. Everyone said no. 🤣. I’m reluctant to have my romantic hero drink his own urine, it’s a romance killer....I’m not sure having him wear a pissed-soaked turban is any better either...But I’m all about keeping it real-ish (not), so maybe I’ll write it in....

And that red phone is cute! Forget hubby, I want one for me. But he’s right to call me a slacker, I’ve been known to call him 500 metres down the steep slope from my house. Couldn’t be bothered to walk up on those occasions. He’s used to my unreasonable requests...lol