Early morning, glorious Autumn day, sky clear, birds on the wing, leaves turning... and I'm driving off to the underground car park. However, it's day one of my B-well journey and I take the stairs. Harsh fluorescent light, painted concrete, metal rails. Not exactly a stroll in the park with the warm sun on my back. It actually looks like the torture chamber that is a gym.
Nothing like starting your wellness campaign in a fire escape.
Home time. Going down. Basement car park.
One step at a time.
