A Morning Run.

I was given some hurry-up by some women on a power walk, having to sprint ahead of them to save face.Gliding down Golf Road which bisects the Titirangi Course I thought, 'I never made much progress in that pedestrian game- too slow'. 'All The Road Running', by Mark Knopfler was on my mind when a man stopped his car to ask the way to the clubhouse; I hope I gave him the right directions. I was then greeted by an elderly man in a suit walking to the shops. Another man was intently watching a demolition site. I noticed his suntan: 'He was probably a builder in another life'. Then it was uphill on Astley Avenue, passing a retirement village which I wanted to keep out of: I climbed the hill before striding along a flat street to the front door latch, breathless, but pleased when I glanced down at the stop watch. - 2012. Revised 25 November,2015.