This morning I got up and put my trainers on and set out for my morning run, forgetting that I’d checked the morning weather and that it was 9°. I usually don a hoodie at 10° or below, so I was distinctly chilly for the run, and it took a good while for my back and legs to limber up. On the other hand, there was only infinitesimal precip (the BBC’s legendary MIST), and I was, emmm, motivated to take my run in a higher gear than usual. So everyting worked out, I ran at a pleasingly strong pace, and racked up another two miles.