Ice Age: Part 1 - The Last Run I'd Ever Do

I woke up this morning to find

uʍop ǝpısdn pǝuɹnʇ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ

by four inches of snow.

A run was a must. Jogging in the snow is hard, and I was tempted just to hit up the local parks, but the snow is such a rare experience that I thought if I was having the last run I'd ever do, where would I go? It had to be the Heath. So I've just got back from 9-10 miles, with a plethora of photos.

London is in upheaval with all transport at a standstill. I'm still planning at this point to make a bit to ride in to college - on my hardtail, certainly not on my hybrid.

Anyway, full pics of the winter wonderland coming up later.