I woke up very early this morning because the phone rang – I hate waking by the phone! It was a wrong number. I was looking forward to staying in bed late as it is Saturday, but instead I started  thinking  about the trip. So I got up and started packing  my rucksack ready for going  hiking with some friends tomorrow.   Having a weak ankle means that I can't help feeling a bit anxious about it. I hate not being able to keep up with the others in the group. Walking is my favourite outdoor activity and I don't want to miss spending the day with my friends, so I suppose I'll just have to hope for the best.