As I make my way round the parkrun course this morning, I can't help but nearly crash into the many people who swerve and stop as they try to avoid trench foot by skipping over puddles. Like an out of control train, all 110kg of me is difficult to change direction and stop once in motion so I take no notice of the puddles. After running in -21C at last week's parkrun in Panevezys, today feels tropical and I laugh to myself as I hear someone at the start tell their friend that it feels a bit "chilly" today at 7C.
I too used to care about not getting my feet wet or muddy but on my course it is now inevitable with large sections and swathes of the course covered in puddles and/or slippy mud. If anything, I found running through the puddles nice and cooling but actually also a lot more firm under foot.
A good way to start a Saturday before the night shitft.
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