Day 3 New York

This morning I got up at 5am and went for a jog. Was feeling wide awake and didn't want to waste any precious time. It was below freezing and there were snow flurries, but fortunately I had my DCFC bobble hat. Managed to cross a little bit of Central Park and ran down 5th Avenue, past Trump Towers and all the posh shops. I felt as if I was in one of those kids' books about Christmas in New York. It was so cold that I kept trying to run over those manhole covers with the steam coming out.

Still, felt very virtuous. Mustn't spoil it all by having a huge breakfast. Hard to resist.