The long term plan is run half way to work. With three kids, average age 2.5, it isn't always happening. Still I bought my lunch on the way to work giving me 40 minutes of pure run time at lunch.
I head down towards the Wapping Canals via St Katharine's docs . It feels hard. Last night's magic has evaporated. I get to Tobacco dock and turn back. It's into the wind an I struggle. As I turn into the tunnel by Tower Bridge the Wind is channelled behind me. I realise the wind is playing games.
Finally down London Wall I start to pick up some speed. A fat banker in a pin stripe suit wobbles all over the pavement. I flow past him, and admonish him for his girth.
Not magic like last night, but still nice.
7k 37:02
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