What a difference 24 hours makes...

This morning's running blip couldn't be more different from yesterday. Yesterday it was all sunshine and light, today it was cold, dreary and windy.

I ran 8 miles this morning and found myself coming along to Portobello from the Musselburgh side. The clouds over the water looked particularly menacing so I snapped a quick shot.

I made it home before the rain, but I don't have high hopes for the rest of the day. An old lady walking towards me stopped me on the way back to tell me i was a 'mad woman' - she may have a point!

In other news, a second of my toenails has begun turning black. Brilliant.