No. my feet are not hurting: that constant throbbing is just their way of telling me they are raring to go.
Twenty miles done, a little under halfway. My brain started switching off after the first five hours or so.
It is only another mile and a half across from Pinner to Headstone Lane. (If anyone knows how it got that name, actually, don’t tell me, but I’m sure it wasn’t a developer’s marketing pitch.)
It was still only late afternoon but was already getting dark. No more tonight. Train home and start again in the morning. Maybe a shorter run as I have to be fit for work on Monday morning.
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