Sausage

It was a tad chilly at 0730 this morning when I met up to get the train to London Bridge. The plan was 13 miles, along the Thames Path down to Greenwich and back up the other side.  I haven't run that far since, err, last April!

Apart from the last couple of miles being very slow and bitty I did it and felt I'd earned the sausage sandwich breakfast at the end.  It was a beautiful morning, albeit very, very icy and cold but with some amazing views along the river. I didn't take many photos although some of my running buddies did.

Home to a hot shower, hot drink number three and an afternoon batch cooking for next week.