Mega slippy out there today - went even slower than slow - but made it. Just cannot believe this progress. Knees objecting, but keeping up the exercises. Its funny, I'm 'running' with my son - I'm managing / succeeding / enjoying it; he on the other hand is running as fast as he can, obsessed with the technology / how far / how fast / drips with persperation and exhaustion. Whereas 'the snail' is coping quite happily and feeling a real sense of achievement - the hare is frustrated and annoyed!