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She runs the night

I feel like I have been complaining a little too much lately; It’s getting colder, I leave for work in the dark, I get home in the dark (daylight savings just cranked into gear this weekend), I work in the middle of nowhere, blah blah blah (followed by a yawn from anyone who pretends they’re listening). There’s also a little jealousy thrown in there too knowing NZer’s are rolling through spring and into summer, my favourite time of the year!

I follow some great Instagram accounts, a lot of which are based in NZ, so I’m not helping myself here, but the images from home are always beautiful. Side note: If you’re not on Instagram and appreciate a good image, check it out, it’s fantastic for inspiration (and procrastination), even if you don’t post anything yourself there are all sorts of hidden treasures to be found on there! And god forbid you are still under a rock and don’t know what I’m talking about, click here and take a scroll through my account.

After a talk to myself, I decided it was time to turn these negative thoughts around and appreciate the now – embrace the dark and cold of the London winter that it’s so famous for. I know there will be times ahead when I’ll look back on my life in London and wish I could turn back the clock. I also know many would give their right arm to be where I am now.

Every evening when I run home from work I pass some incredible pieces of architecture, all the while dodging tourists and corporates absorbed in their smartphones (add an umbrella to the mix and trust me it’s carnage!). Ironically the first half of my run is the last stretch of the London Marathon course, which I did when I first arrived, only then I had no idea where I was and saw all these buildings for the first time!

While the embankment of London couldn’t be more different from the adventure trails I love, it really is an amazing place to cruise through. So for something a little different I decided to take some pictures along the way. It turned out to be a great wee project, making me realise the amazing space I run through each evening. What I’ve discovered is there are far more iconic buildings than I thought, plus lifting my eyes and taking in the surroundings makes the run home fly by!

With my work clothes stuffed into my backpack (it’s a delicate balance between wearing enough to keep warm and knowing you have to carry them home), I head out the door from work and take the DLR (Docklands Light Rail) from Gallions Reach, just past the City Airport and Olympic Rowing course and disembark at Tower Gateway. So outside the Tower of London, which currently includes a fantastic array of poppies, my 13km run back home begins. I’ll let the following pictures speak for themselves, but now on my journey home, I look at this city with much better perception.

*Pictures are pretty average sorry, the iPhone doesn’t seem to like the night shots that well!

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