Running today was – in parts – pure torture. Very cold to begin with (below -10 degrees Celsius) and a relentless wind stinging all the time. When I came home my fingers were numb despite the thicker gloves I wear under such circumstances, my face was reddened and stung like hell from the frosty wind. But I had a good 130 minutes of Patrick Rothfuss‘s THE NAME OF THE WIND, so nothing of the above mattered that much. #Running#applewatchultra2#audiobooks#winter
