All shaved off now. Had to do it myself, as Helen was out. Think I got most of the Moh' off. It was a rather poor attempt I thought. Next time I will grow my hair for a while first.
Legs feel like lead today; everthing is an effort. My fat work colleagues asked what I did at the weekend, all I said was I went for a run. It wasn't worth explaining why I felt the need to run a 21 mile race in the hills in those conditions - ahh the mind of a non-runner, it's so simple.