It wasn't easy climbing out of bed at 3.45am but a cup of strong coffee and a spoonful of positive thinking soon had me lacing up my running shoes. Two young girls, members of Vegan Runners, got me to the top of Castle Hill in time for the sumrise.
Many folk were there before us, most of whom had driven there judging by the number of cars parked at the summit.
Most were well wrapped up, some complaining of the cold, so an 88 year old figure in running shorts was causing more attention than I liked. Energised by the sun's magic I made an invigorating run for home.
Breakfast was a little earlier than usual!