Today’s image is, well, me. This grisly visage was what my fellow runners from the Mad Hatters Running Club had to look at during our 10k outing this morning. They said the high today was -14 C, but this morning with the wind chill I think it was at least -20. THe good thing about running in a prairie winter (and this is just the first taste of it) is that no matter how much you dread it starting, you feel so good when it’s done. Worst thing: the dreaded frozen moustache.

Yes, I know, your eyes are bleeding, aren’t they? Sorry.