Two miles in 5°, adequate pace (I wasn’t trying very hard after several days of a good pace), and all before the expected rain began. (I just looked outside and after I’d let the dogs out fifteen or twenty minutes ago, it has started to rain — thankful that it wasn’t raining at six o’clock.)
A little research suggests that I may be suffering as much from arthritis as from chilblains (or ‘chilblains on my arthritic fingers’). I resolve not to moan about aging, but I’ll simply note that if I were given a choice between having limber, painless fingers or having swollen joints and heightened skin-sensitivity, I’d have chosen the former.