Up at 6, put on running kit, take blood pressure, measure peak-flow, take pills, use inhalers, drink some water, switch on Garmin, let cats out of cat flap, let self out of front door, run.

I ran for four miles round Seaford, dull bungalows, all on road, dark, warm, a few cars here and there. It’s hard work, this third consecutive day of running.  Towards the end dawn can be seen over Seaford Head. Home for porridge.