Lift

From medals to sausages in one (well, two, and a tube) easy train ride.

Neither of us slept particularly well, too hot (why are hotel rooms so hot), noisy air con, too much adrenaline and too tired and achy. We lazed about a long as we could before heading, slowly, for the train home.

There were a surprising number of people in finishing t shirts or wearing medals on the train, including one guy who was going home to his 78 year old father in law who's running London on Sunday. 

Back to the office tomorrow. I might be using the lift for a couple of days.