Wet Monday run

[sawyl]

With a wet, windy, cold, miserable morning in prospect, I loafed around at home waiting for a break in the weather. Eventually deciding that things were as good as they were going to get, I cut my losses and went for a run. It wasn't quite as awful as I'd feared but it certainly wasn't the most enjoyable run I'd ever had. And I wasn't the only one to have doubts about the weather: the paths by the river were almost completely deserted despite it being half-term, with only one very bedraggled father with a pushchair and a dog to be seen.