This is what it looked like by the time I got home:
Thankfully it wasn't nearly as bad when I did my Dressing Gown Dash. I don't own a onesie (thank fuck!) so had to make do with my spotty fleece pj bottoms and Ian donated his dressing down for the occasion.
I didn't go very far as, as you can see the back garden is not exactly very big, so I went to the end of the street and back. Thankfully noone was out (though they may still have seen me through their windows) and I also managed not to fall on my arse - win!
Dressing Gown Dashes completed: 1