OK, OK, a work crisis came between me and Janathon yesterday. ‘Work crisis? It was Sunday!’ I hear you sceptics, non-believers and infidels cry. Well, such is the fate of the freelancer that due to various dull password, server and applications problems + an ice hockey match, there was simply no daylight left and all I could do was trot over to Decathlon and do some Janathoning there in the shape of buying one of those blindingly zoing-in-your-face greenish-yellow-flourescent jackets to compensate.

So, of course, this afternoon when I did go out, I got all those knowing looks. ‘Yeah, we know what you got for Christmas and your pathetic attempt at keeping to some limply made New Year’s resolution is about as convincing as your taste in jackets…’ Ah well. Little do they know that although it may be a charade, there’s a certain requirement for it to be a well-equipped and sartorially ‘on-message’ charade.
Distance: 3.63 km
Conditions: Dusk, overcast
Location: Greenwich Park