This week, like many of you hardy souls, I ventured out for a run in the snow. It was quite a functional one, as there were errands to be done and the icy road conditions meant that driving would have been about as safe as sticking your hand up a panthers bum while using the other hand to juggle lit fireworks.
My mission was twofold: drop off some milk for the babies at the hospital and then head over to the 24hr supermarket to pick up nachos and wine. As I strapped on my rucksack and primed my Garmin, I felt like a post-apocalyptic hero getting ready to brave the ice-zombies of this godforsaken frozen wilderness in order to get essential medical supplies to some other survivors. I told Mrs Plod this, and she gave me That Look.
I think she was more concerned that I’d get confused and end up buying milk and dropping off nachos and wine at the special care baby unit. Again.
Anyway, I thought I’d share a couple of thoughts that popped into my head as I plodded through the fresh snow…
- If you’re going for an out-and-back run to pick up groceries, your bag will be heavier on the way back so it’s a good idea not to push yourself too hard on the outward journey. This will come as no surprise to most people.
- I am not most people.
- It’s impossible to run in the snow without humming the music from the Rocky IV training montage.
- There’s something wonderfully hypnotic about the rhythmic crunch of a rucksack full of nachos.
- You can buy special gloves that allow you to operate touch-screen smartphones without needing to take them off. A cheaper option is to just use the tip of your nose. It works perfectly, although not ideal for typing lengthy emails.
- If you try number 5, that lady walking the two Highland terriers will look at you like you’re mental.