THERE was the sparkle of frost when I set out this morning.
Car roofs had those beautiful leafy swirls in icy white, and the windows looked
sugar-coated. There was a refreshing nip in the air. All very nice and sort of crisply romantic, until you realise your
mind’s wandering (as it does!) and step on to a slippy bit! Fortunately, I
didn’t quite take a tumble – but the weird dance with waving arms and wobbly
legs as I tried to hold my balance was not
exactly the way to enhance any street cred.
It’s been pouring with rain ever since, so in some places the frost has morphed to almost lake-sized puddles. It's still battering the window now, at nearly 11pm.
I’ve been trying out some shorter routes lately. It’s useful
to have a range of different walks, so that you can pick and choose to suit
your situation. Sometimes you might just not be in the mood; on other
occasions, you might be pressed for time. But if you have something that’s
manageable, so you can at least get out and get moving, then that helps
motivation as well as gives you exercise.
This morning’s route around residential streets turned
out to be about 15 minutes – a little over a mile. Just what’s needed! I have some longer routes of five miles or so,
but obviously they take longer (especially if you build in warm-up and cool-down
exercises – which are important).