Went out just before 7am yesterday and did a 7k! My goal was just to do 6k but I was so far from home when I got to 6k I just kept going.
Really wasn't bothered about speed (avg km pace was 6:29)... in fact I was more concerned with running past as many of Stratford's landmarks as possible - I think I managed about 7.
Also saw the weirdest cloud formation ever - it might have been steam from a chimney possibly. It was a wavy column with an almost perfect spiral directly on top of it, bit like a Mr Whippy ice cream. I looked up a couple of minutes later and the wind had taken it.
I absolutely love early morning runs on the weekend as there's hardly any traffic about and it really feels like you've beaten the rest of the world to the day.