I don’t usually take my phone with me on my morning run – insert vaguely new-age sentiment about living a life that is not completely connected to technology here – but when I do, it looks a bit like this. Generally I aim to stumble to a semi-conscious halt around the time that the sun first breaks the horizon, which, at the moment is around 7am. At the moment the sand is often cooler than the water which means I feel little breaths of warm air as I run along the shoreline. Autumn. Beautiful.
The Mutton Flap 