You know what, I’m having an easier week this week. I don’t care what you’ve got to say, 33 weeks in this is getting real tough.

Here’s something I don’t do enough, go for walks. I’m not talking a walk to Tesco to get milk, I’m not talking walking to the car, I’m not talking walking to the fridge to get some more food to stuff my face with. I’m talking a good old fashioned walk in the country side.

Believe it or not, before this week, I hadn’t done this in a good 4 or 5 years. I’ve gotten comfortable in my work life style of driving to work, working, driving home, eating dinner, going to bed lifestyle and my weekend lifestyle of playing sport on a Saturday and being hungover on a Sunday, it’s something I never do.

Well having taken a bit of time off after Bestival, I took my dog, Tilly, for a walk in the countryside every other day. Bloody lovely. No more words needed.

Take time to relax your mind. The countryside is the perfect place to do so.