I run in hot sunshine as well as soaked in cold rain, not choosy when it comes to where and when to run. Sometimes I dislike wind as it messes up my ability to run in the straight line and I can’t hear my music properly. First world problems, I know. But, there are friendly winds, and there are gales named after people. The nicer the name, the worse the gale.
Common sense dictates to stay in and follow sensible advice. And the advice is to stay away from anything that can hurt you, hurling through the air towards your humble person. But there are always care-free idiots like me who take multiple takes to learn the basics (some years ago I was The Champion Injury Magnet, a true gold medalist, refusing to learn how to protect myself from hurt).
A few days ago I went out for a relaxing 10K and straight away got hit by a solid gust. Could only run sideways. Like a marionette. Thankfully I ran into what you see on this photo fairly soon and even I managed to exercise simple logic and figure out that bits from a 70 year old oak could sandwich a motor vehicle, let alone flatten a strangely looking middle aged bloke attempting to run.
So, THIS is where we should draw the line. Common sense tells us that our security is paramount and stupidity can sometimes be confused (hopefully) with some passing misjudgement. I returned home safely and decided to wait. The most sensible thing I did that day.