Hopeless day for running. Snowing all the time and zero degrees, creaky snow. So I went hiking, 2 km. About 110 m ascent. Path not bad, the snow had been compacted by many hikers.
Near the top I spotted a lone runner trying to do more than jog, snail style. Enough said.
Enjoyed the table under the elms, though I wouldn't want to sit there. So here's a picture.
Oh, by the way, I ran most of the way down. That was fun.