My legs don't like boots or snow. But again, the spasms were happening in shoes on bicycle. Today's appt was with a knee surgeon, but after I'd been waiting 75 minutes with two people still ahead of me (and I'd finished my book), I cancelled and rebooked for end of February, with a whole morning clear for His Lordship to keep me waiting around. And I suspect that just as the leaking mucous cysts on my fingers appear in winter and disappear in summer, so the damnable Baker's cyst does too.
I continue to stretch everything stretchable and hope for the best.