I expected to take this morning off exercise, because I noticed last night that this morning held a 60% probability of precipitation. When I got out of bed, I checked the back garden (ground wet but not raining), so prepared for a run. Once I got outside and had run for about a quarter mile, I realised why the probability of precip was so high: it wasn’t raining, it was snowing. The snow didn’t accumulate, didn’t even last on the ground, but I definitely saw snowflakes in the beam of my headlight.
That said, the wind affected my pace considerably. Though I felt more limber, I ran against headwinds for a considerable part of the course, and came in at a slower pace than yesterday. Coffee, fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, and back to Enock House for coffee and toast.