That was cool

Just when you think it is safe to go out in the sun again, winter returns with a  vengeance. The forecast for Wednesday's run over  Winter Hill was not good but EtU still turned up in shorts and I set off without a hat. We should both have known better.

By the time we reached the trig point the rain was turning solid and the wind was strong enough to blow us off the path. At its worst the blizzard was turning my tracksters white and EtU's legs blue.  It wasn't sticking on the ground but the combination of wind and precipitation was bringing us close to hypothermia.  

It was with relief that we reached the Lower Barn and the comfort of our car heaters.  Back home She Who Must be Obeyed was sat in the garden with a drink, in another world completely. What a climate.

Saturday

I shall be UTUPing on Saturday (8.30 at the lower barn for any new readers) planning to further my preparation for the Blackpool Marathon with  a run over Winter Hill, through Belmont, past the Roddleworth reservoirs to Abbey Village and then returning via White Coppice, over 18 miles in total.