Rushing is anathema to me, the only time I’m generally in a bit of a hurry is first thing in the morning, just to make sure I’m not late into work, but as I generally walk at 3-4mph regardless, it’s not really rushing. Takes around fifteen minutes, depending on how much my shonky knee is playing up. Takes a bit longer going home ‘cos I’m just strolling and looking around.
Same at weekends, I have a relaxed stroll up town, pick up a few bits and bobs, get a coffee and read a book for an hour or so, then take a long walk back home. Sunday I usually get out into the countryside with camera and binoculars and find quiet places to enjoy.
I’m too bloody lazy by nature to go rushing places. 😀
