High Lighthouse

Bouncing back to 70 kilometres this week and spotting a happy fox on my Skatås morning jog, I could no longer stand the thought of not having a race to look forward to. As such, I promptly registered for the Full Essex Way Ultra on the third of July, covering 132 kilometres from Epping tube station in London to the High Lighthouse in Harwich. Though I am obviously not alone in my fascination with lighthouses, there is something existential about racing towards the sea and seeing more of the Britain that I have come to appreciate so much over the years. While I still have to work out the precise logistics, Eddie will be away in Hungary that week, so the timing is sort of perfect.

For today, it is back to the U1800 chess tournament with William, whom I had the pleasure of sharing a pizza with last night after four intensive rounds.