|Hyde Park, London. |
We were close to Hyde Park, and my morning run became a double circuit of the historic park. It was an interesting time to arrive in England, just two weeks after the Great Storm of 1987, which felled an estimated 15 million trees across the country. Hyde Park had suffered greatly and walking around the park the weekend after our arrival, was both awe-inspiring, to see what nature was capable of, and saddening, to see so many gracious old trees upended.
|Broad Walk, Hyde Park. |
As you would expect in a London winter, there were plenty of cold, foggy and/or drizzly, mornings but strangely they are the ones for which I'm most nostalgic. That weather, darkness, London, and running, are inextricably linked in my memory.
|Hyde Park at night. |
After yesterday's exertion, I walked an easy 5km today. My right Achilles tendon is still sore, but I'm hopeful it will have improved enough to run tomorrow.