The streets and park almost deserted with just a few dog walkers - muffled with so many scarves and hats that they became unisex bundles of clothing. But then I passed a few other runners - and we gave each other big smiles.
Because keeping going in this weather is so tough - but when you're out there and have struggled past the first ten mnutes it's exhilarating. Even a strong headwind didn't dent my cheerfulness today - my cheeks were so hot the snowflakes were evaporating in less than the blink of an eye.
I beginning to think I actually might love running in the cold - maybe it's because I'm still not so fit so I heat up to a raspberry sizzle in no time. I hate the blast of freezing wind as I step out of the front door - but by the time I'm just a street away from home I'm almost dancing no matter how good or really terrible the run.