On the road again...

My poor calf muscles still haven't quite recovered from their half hour of treadmill torture, but they weren't quite achy enough to get me out of this morning's run.

I woke up at 6am, and the light through the curtains looked very white...a sort of it's-been-snowing-in-the-night kind of white, so I was relieved to look out and see just a frost.

The cold hit me as soon as I stepped out of the door (it was about -4 degrees) but with no moisture in the air the car windows weren't frozen, and more importantly, the pavements weren't slippery.

I was soon warmed up, and did a brisk couple of miles before heading home.

It was still dark when I went out to feed the chickens, so the ladies were all still tucked up on their perches. They don't seem very impressed by the cold, and poor Korma seems positively traumatised by the thought of stepping on the frozen snow, but they've kept up their egg production without wavering.

Maybe I should dig out the knitting needles and make them scarves and woolly hats...or I could play them 'Chicken Run' and give them the wool and needles and see if they can do it themselves.