12 miles, all the way from Waterloo Bridge to Greenwich, where I got lost and decided to take the water taxi back to the city.
It was a tough but beautiful run. I’ve never run this far east before but the programmer gave me a camelbak for my birthday on Wednesday (best present ever!) and thus I decided to explore a little today, plenty of water and food on my back.
Next time I’m probably gonna do it the other way round, drive out somewhere and run home - because of the poor tourists that were stuck right next to me on the tube. Locals know better than to stand next to hobos, drunks or runners with salt crystals on their face on public transport.