I managed to make it out the door yesterday morning. No snow, frost, or high winds, just the inevitable drizzly rain. I hadn't run for over two weeks and was beginning to feel I might never venture forth again. In the end, it was an enjoyable run. Eight o clock on a Saturday morning seems a good time. No schoolchildren, very little traffic, no mums with pushchairs on narrow pavements. Slow and steady, with emphasis on the slow. I am a very long way from 10k but will keep going. Good luck everyone, spring is just around the corner.