The joy of the M25
I'm in Preston having completed a six hour drive from home. Oh the joys of two and a half hours on the M25.
A gentle mile-and-a-bit run this morning, but I'm not sure whether there is a pavement on the road my hotel is on, which could be a bit dicey for my 420th mile run in the dark tomorrow morning at 6.00 a.m.
Tomorrow I'm co-facilitating three 90-minute workshops to groups of 40 attendees in a curtained off area of a canteen, which will be in use.
Could be interesting.
I hope the journey home tomorrow night is speedier than my journey up here.
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