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I had to start this thread after what I did during today's long run.
Today has been slightly warmer than of late and I noticed before setting off for my run that the snow has started to melt, the first part of my route took me along a path by a disused canal. There is still some water in parts and I noticed that it has frozen and snow has fallen on top. I thought to myself that if you didn't realise that there was water underneath it could be very dangerous as from the path the frozen areas are covered in snow so it is not obvious that there is water under the snow and ice.
Not thinking any more of it I carried on with my run, going away from the canal path and following country roads through small villages and hamlets. After some time I needed to attend to the call of nature and tried to find a suitable place beside the road where I couldn't be seen by passing traffic to go. I saw a ditch behind a snowy bank that looked ideal for hiding behind and walked towards it. As I walked to the ditch I heard a cracking noise, found myself thigh deep in stagnant, feezing cold water. Thankfully I was able to scramble out and decided the best way to deal with being cold and wet was to carry on running to keep warm, so I carried on for the 5 miles home with squelching shoes and feeling utterly stupid.
I know what the ditches by he side of the road are for - to allow rain water to run off the road!! I have run down the road in question lots of time and seen the ditches full of water even in the summer. So I have no idea why my normal sense and forsight suddenly deserted me. Less learned.