The ankle is a bit sore, but I am thinking some 1 minute intervals along the Thames Path. I planned to go at 12 but the rain fall radar warns of rain. So I wait. At 2:00pm I slip out. And the sky is as black as can be.
I am despondent. I decide to run and see what will happen. And it descends in to some sort of f*cked-up Canary Wharf fartlek session. I run about, a little bit down the Thames. In the end the ankle is fine and it is good to be running.
4km 25:00
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