The frost has come with a vengeance. Gloved and hatted this morning for a run through the woods, down the old railway track towards Hawick and then back along the Teviot. Tracks mainly, wee road connecting the railway with the Teviot and then gnarly back. 8.3k, softish underfoot despite the frost.
The dug enjoyed himself - and then had to get over being tormented by an eager pup on his return who is way too small.