You kick off near Tower Bridge. Not on it, but near it. It’s the universe’s way of saying, “Hey, we’ll tease you with a landmark, but you’ll earn the full view later.”
The first mile is a lovely, gentle downhill. Don’t get cocky. The course loves a cruel joke.
You’ll run past St. Katharine Docks. Fancy yachts, rich people sipping coffee. You’ll be thinking, “They have no idea how much my left nipple is about to chafe.”
The Quirky Fact: The “Wibbly-Wobbly” Bit
Look at the map. See that weird, tight zigzag near Deptford? That’s the “Wibbly-Wobbly,” as I call it. It’s a sharp turn designed to make you hate your GPS watch.
Your pacing plan will immediately laugh at you. Go with it. Embrace the chaos.
Fun fact: Deptford once had a massive dog breeding kennel. You’re not racing dogs. You’re racing your own swollen ankles. Same energy.
