That is for Jim of course. I made sure I had a proper breakfast before heading to the Roehampton Café.
I know all too well that if I don’t have a proper breakfast there is no way I can survive a run like this. I’d be bonking massively, probably before finishing the first lap.
Not Jim. He was solid. Keeping the pace there. Not too fast, but not easy either. Not killing me, but not giving room for me to aim for a sprint finish. Challenging enough to make me happy with my performance at the end but relaxed enough so we had great moments of chat (none of them running uphill in case you were wondering).
The promised coffee and almond croissant at the end was very welcome.
The brunch (third breakfast for me) later with the family was fantastic.
In the early afternoon I sat on my sofa, closed my eyes, and one hour later tried to convince everyone in the family I didn’t sleep a one hour siesta.
No one believed me.
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