Staying in a curious place...rooms a bit like large coffins. Cocooned and immune from anything around, the day looked reasonable from the window. I say day, it was black as night, well...it was night really. Then the doors slid open and my senses were assaulted. It's just a question of taking a deep breath and getting on with it. Urban running around the centre of Glasgow. Blustery and wet is the best I could describe it. Back in my plastic pod, warm and dry, ready to start again. I don't like it.
