Woke this morning to a thick mist outside. We are near a river but all I could see was the ghostly outlines of the nearest boats. The opposite bank was lost in the fog. It was as if I lived next to the sea.
Anyway, my dear departed mum's warnings about fog being unhealthy for the lungs made me decide not to run. My husband and I had breakfast, but as we ate the skies cleared. We decided to wait a couple of hours for breakfast to digest and run later.
By 11.30 it was blazing sunshine, really warm. It felt a bit odd to start so late but we won't get a chance to run for the next few days as we're going away. My legs felt a bit heavy so I wanted to go slowly. About half a km in my husband decided he wanted to go fast (he didn't do 10km on Sunday lol) so I carried on plodding as he sped into the distance.
For once I hadn't brought headphones so streamed Radio 6 through my phone speaker. There was nobody around to be annoyed. Only problem was the music, an experimental sounding atonal electronic track which apparently was meant to evoke the sounds of a factory in eastern Europe. Weird. Luckily the next tracks were a bit livelier.
My husband receded until I could no longer see him. I plodded on. It was a beautiful morning (afternoon by now?). There was no wind at all, the river was flat calm, so I stopped to take a picture and catch my breath.
I got home about 10 minutes after my husband. We'd both run the way we wanted to, nobody straining themself or going too slow. It's good to make the most of these last few sunny days 
first 10k run!! 
A little run with my grand daughter such a pleasure. 
My longest run
