Panic stations!

I had a running date this morning, and I had to pick up my running friend at 6.00am.

I woke up at 5.50am.

All I can say is thank goodness I got myself completely organised last night: My running clothes were all laid out on the lounge ready to be put on; my food for the day was packed; my work clothes and shower stuff was all packed in the work bag; and my gym clothes for this afternoon were all pack in their bag.

You have never seen anyone move as fast as I did this morning!

The good news is I got to my friend's house at 6.02am. Not bad.