A cold morning greeted me when I crawled out from the duvet and peeked outside. Experience from last week taught me that I shouldn’t run on the hilly country lanes in those conditions unless I wanted be terrified for the whole run. As I didn’t want to run at lunch time I opted for a cross-country route, where the grass would be crunchy and the mud solid. Running on crunchy grass is almost as fun as walking and kicking through autumnal leaves. Amazingly and unusually I had made a smart move. It was a lovely 5 miles. Cold, but lovely. I noticed that the rabbits I usually chase in one particular field where not about, obviously opting to stay in the warm under their bunny duvets.
As I stripped off to get into a warm shower I noticed that the only part of my kit that I had sweated on was my sports bra. Why is it even in the coldest conditions my mammary glands create heat? So much heat I could almost wring the bra out! Is it the friction (bounce)? No idea but I am thinking about getting them hooked up to the national grid. Not wanting to leave you with that image, I will instead leave you with these photos taken this morning. Hope it helps!