It snowed last night, but I'd listened to the weather reports and was prepared. When I stepped out of my front door it looked like this (sorry it's upside down) but still dark. So it was a slow, careful very enjoyable run. The snow is still falling, I left my tracks in the virgin drifts, splashed through slushy puddles, stomped across fields, stumbled over harder chunks of frozen ice which the snow ploughs had tossed onto the pavements (what time do those guys have to get up?!). But it was pretty beautiful with the snow flakes falling against the lamplight. I ran without music, the only sound was the occasional scrape of some poor so-and-so clearing his drive or scraping his windscreen clean. And I kept thinking "graduation run, who would have thought it". When the last 5 minutes came up I had a big grin on my face and then it was over.
What a programme, I really enjoyed it! Many thanks to my running buddies, Running-Scared and PumpKim, from about W5 we were cheering each other on and I will still be cheering you both every step of the way. You really boosted me and I hope we continue to run together! Also thanks to OldFloss for her evocative posts and fantastic encouragement. MissWobble gave me a timely warning about speed and showed me the pleasures of slow running. The list goes on - just about everybody on here is really supportive.
But I need to get to work - will pop by to get my graduation badge on the way!