This week winter arrived here in deepest darkest Devon. Tuesday’s run was cold cold cold, with the thermometer reading a balmy 1.8 degrees when I left the house. Thursday’s run was windy and wet. The drop in temperature allowed me to try these
endless mitts I guess. Despite kind offers from both Paige and Alma to make them for me I went for the easiest option (ie I did NOTHING) and asked mum to do them. I love the colour (safe in the knowledge that if it snows and I get caught in a snowdrift or avalanche these will be easily spotted) and the I love the pattern.
I find when I run that my hands swell when cold but I don’t like running with gloves on, I find them too hot, am hoping these are a happy medium with the weather forecast as it is seems I will get lots of use out of them.