I play football every other Sunday morning. You can tell how dedicated we are to playing when we carried on despite it being very cold and driving with rain this morning. Then, it decided to hail! I'm serious, it was howling a gale and hailstones were slamming into us with a vengeance. Apart from a 5-minute hiatus when it got really bad, we returned to the pitch to continue through the hail even though the pitch had turned white. It took half an hour after the game for me to be able to feel some parts of my anatomy.