Today is a grey day. Grey sky, grey mood and a very grey moment dropping Hector off this morning as he was shouting: ‘I don’t want to go to school!’, not how I want to start my day. I waited momentarily to allow the drizzle to subside and felt the positive effects of my run about one mile in as I waved at the bird-watching man and a team of volunteers who were carrying out some kind of river clean-up on the opposite bank. On my return I did some clever mirror positioning and confirmed my suspicions: I am going grey from behind, with the little fluffy wisps at the back of my neck creeping in a silvery line amongst the curls. If I had those lovely greying temples or a shock of white through my fringe I might embrace it, but this is just plain odd. To dye or not to dye…?

Distance: 3.12 miles

Time: 31 minutes 01 seconds

Average Pace: 9.56

Best Pace: 1.35 (eh?!)

Calories: 277