Despite the photo, I suppose the icy cold makes today really more of a sliding day than a staggering day.

{My nephew and I running as we imagine we would if we weighed 1,000 pounds apiece. Photo by rocketlass.}

From Natural Gaits, by Pierre Alferi (1991, translated by Cole Swenson in 1995)

nothing falls but
rain (snow, hail) and sometimes
leaves. The rest
slides or
staggers.