Another Monday evening on the football pitch, although slightly different from usual. For some reason, we ended up playing on an outdoor pitch. Now, during the summer, I wouldn’t have batted an eyelid. However, it is currently December…it was perishing! Not only did this mean it was cold, but when the ball hit you anywhere you felt it quite markedly. By the end of the game, I think my body temperature was lower than it started, as I could no longer move my arms, hands and fingers with much dexterity! One benefit of being in the cold open air was that I didn’t overheat! Not sure that meant anything much though. 🙂