In the last couple of weeks, I got back into my running routine. While my knee still doesn't feel at its best, I don't struggle as I used to. However, I've been very cautious about my pace and the length of the sessions… until now.

Running a 5k or a 10k feels nice, but the fact that these runs just become little loops around the same routes bores me a little bit, and that's why I've been missing marathon training and long-distance runs.

I miss getting out of my house and not knowing where I will go or when I'll come back. I miss getting lost in London; I miss knowing that I can go as far as I want.So on Saturday, I was committed to do it, no matter what.

I woke up, and all of a sudden, it started to rain, but surprisingly it was just a 10-minute shower that cleared up the sky afterward. As it happens with every Apple Watch OS update, I wasted a ridiculous amount of time trying to set up my music, ending up deciding to grab my phone because this time I really wanted to have some tunes.

I crossed quickly from Burgess Park to Elephant and Castle without even noticing, and in a quick flick, I was already zigzagging through tourists across London Bridge. The sun was resting gently and splendidly on my skin. Shadows through St. Paul's, where I thought about my mum. Loneliness through the bridges, where I remembered when I used to cycle towards Whitechapel through the superhighway. I got to Westminster and stepped down by the river to get to Vauxhall and back down south.

Logged 18km without even thinking about a single mile, not letting the numbers become a distraction from the joy of just being out there, moving, going somewhere and nowhere at the same time, just pushed by the light of the splendid sun.

I have on loop the new Night Beats' album 'Rajan'