Ok - so my local parkrun got cancelled this morning. There was too much ice on the bridge (which it crosses 3 times - and it's not a multi-lap run, each approach and departure is different...). So I jumped in the car and drove to my next nearest run (under 10 miles away) which was still being advertised as on. When I got there, they were just in the process of cancelling. There was too much slush and ice. I can quite understand why. What may be passable foor half a dozen runners could become totally impassable for a couple of hundred.
I was still all fired up, as well as dressed up, for a run though, so thought I might as well go for a long slow slushy run starting from home. Two minutes in, I was regretting it. This was obviously going to be hard work high stepping through the melting snow. My feet were already soaked and freezing. I was beginning to think I should have run in wetsuit boots instead of running shoes. Regardless I plodded on. I wasn't really concentrating on my time or pace, but just thought I'd see how far I could go in 55 minutes (5 minutes up on last week's long runs). After about 15 minutes the sun came out, my feet couldn't get any colder and life generally improved.
After 55 minutes Endomondo informed me I'd reached my time goal and I was apparently somewhere over 9km (didn't take the bit in about exactly how far over). The brain was a bit slow in working this out, but it eventually dawned on me that over 9 wasn't far short of 10. Should I continue to 10K? My feet couldn't get any colder - why not? It would be a shame to waste all this effort.
The upshot is that I managed my first 10K. I'll not complain about the time either, considering the conditions underfoot were not exactly ideal. I managed a 57:15 for 10K...