Norfolk came to a standstill this morning, couldn’t get to yoga or badminton so decided to brave a run. Ooer! A mixture of prancing pony to find the grass, bambi when that puddle was actually black ice and wide eyed anxiety over the whole run
The warm up walk was actually the scariest as it was on frozen pavements up to my usual starting point. Still with loins girded off I set, slowly and cautiously. Actually I ran/ tottered/ slid for 45 mins.... amazing how a spot of danger completely takes your mind off breathing and tired legs.
Anyone old enough on here to remember Al Read will understand why I was laughing out loud at - the driving lesson- I think most of those drivers were out this morning
Are there such things as snow chains for trainers?