A bittersweet sort of a day. I drove into Reading, and parked on a Caversham sidestreet, 12 minutes and 33 seconds walk from the start line. This is the sort of statistic that comes easily to the chap who wears a stopwatch. Unlike last year, there was not a massive, stressed-out crowd of people trying to deposit their bags simultaneously. They got it right this year.… READ MORE.... …