I ran three miles, as dictated by the programme, over Seaford Head. The sun had just risen and the light was as clear and bright as Switzerland, exactly the sort of light that must have lit Sweder and El Gordo's way as they bagged a couple of alps before breakfast during Sweder's recent sojourn there.
I'm very bad at interacting with my fellow Janathoners, but I did find time to intervene in a discussion on Sooty and Sweep on TravellingHopefully's blog.
