I don't know where they put it! Despite eating a huge roast lunch - chicken, roasties, Yorkshire puds, cauli, broccoli, carrots, followed by apple pie and custard - and being sent home with chocolate for the journey, I had a text from Chris and Harry not long ago - "Nearly home, just stopped off for a pizza"
I've just had to take Bill for an emergency walk around the block; at 11.50pm my Fitbit was reading 69.78 miles walked for this week and I had 10 minutes to get my coat and boots on, get Bill's lead on and walk .22 miles before it reset back to 0 for the coming week
Nope, not going to happen here. If I want to go for a walk, I will, and if I want to sit on my rear end and do nothing no bleeping gizmo is going to shift me... sorry, gotta go, the kettle's whistling.