I worked from home today and really didn't move much (only about 1000 steps!) so by 6pm I was going crazy. So... I plucked up the courage to go for my first solo night run. I promised my husband I'd dive into the hedge to avoid any cars and went off on a circuit of the lanes around me which I thought was about 5k.
Somebody on here a while back described night running as being in a little cocoon of light - how right that is. it felt really calm and 'zen' just with the sound of my breathing and the thump of my running shoes on the road.
So far so good... At about 3k I started downhill towards a bridge over a small stream and I suddenly realised that I couldn't see anything! The fog was lying at the bottom of the dip and my headtorch was useless - creating a whiteout - just in time for me to run into two enormous puddles.
Managed to get back in the groove and run about 7k and I'll be watching out for those puddles next time.
Just hope my running shoes dry out for Parkrun tomorrow - happy running 😀