The magic of a 5am run makes me feel alive - and I'm determined to feel safe | Nell Frizzell

With just the foxes and bats for company, running in the early morning allows me to assert my place in the city

There is no better time to go for a run than 5am. Especially in March.

Two or three mornings a week at the moment, I edge out of bed, creep down the stairs and stand fully naked in the kitchen. The curtains are closed and there's nobody awake to see me anyway. Then I change into my running things - out of earshot of my partner and sleeping son - and, turning the front door as quietly as I can, slip out.

Nell Frizzell is the author of The Panic Years