Been back an hour and still haven't got warm...blanket wrapped round my legs as I type. James has just informed me I look like a frozen turkey. Thanks.
The Big Freeze is here.
The car said it was minus three degrees but I'd said a definite 'yes' to Julie about running tonight on Monday. I can't let her down. I can't let myself down. So, donning my studs (apparently very handy for running in snow) I head down to Idle for 7pm.
Despite the cold, it's a lovely night...white and crisp.
We run from Idle to Thackley and on to Saltaire down to the roundabout (not a car in sight) and back...only not quite back because that final hill is just too much and Julie's husband's car gets up it much easier than we could.
A pleasing 7.5 miles in cross country-esq conditions.
No comments:
Post a Comment