We did 32 yesterday and 12 today, so I'm optimistic! My only concern now is the wind.
If you pass a sweaty fat bloke getting impatient as the love of his life fiddles with her camera, has a drink, checks Strava, then looks for her tictacs and repeats at any point where the routes are the same (and we play this ritual out every mile or so) that'll be me say hello.
To Otterspool Park!