I've spent two days seeking the advice of the good folk on here as to whether to follow Laura for the first two runs of Week 6 or do my own thing (overwhelmingly advised to listen to our leader, by the way) and now as my next run would be in the morning, the decision appears to have been taken out of my hands, temporarily at least.
I work in London but live by the coast (60 odd miles away) and things were expected to be so bad today, the firm closed early, or rather I was given the nod to send home those staff who were likely to have problems on their commute, essentially those who live outside London. After casting my eyes around the room, my eyes lit on someone who definitely fitted that criteria, a hard working, conscientious and dedicated individual who I felt deserved a break.
So off home I went.
Listen, it was pure coincidence I happened to be in the toilets at the time, I mean, how was I to know there'd be a mirror in there?
I set out just before 3 pm only to find no trains from my station, by the time I got home I'd been on two underground trains, two overground trains, a bus and Shank's pony. And the only one that left on time was the last one. My train company is absolutely hopeless at the best of times so it was only to be expected that a bit of snow would be too much for it to cope.
Still, who's complaining....
Anyway, the problem I have is that the snow here hasn't settled and is more slush and ice than pure snow, therefore it's quite dodgy underfoot, add freezing overnight temperatures to that and I reckon I'd be foolish to risk slipping and doing myself an injury. I'm hopeful it might be okay by Sunday and I'll probably check out a local park tomorrow for a safe route on the grass, just in case.
I don't know how anyone else is but I've found I hate being forced to miss a running day. I'm grand if it's my choice but the times it's been out of my hands, I've been quite irritable. I suppose I'll have to placate myself with a buff hunt in TK Maxx, some self wicking running gear, a curry and too many beers.
That Greeners girl is gonna cost me a fortune!
Okay I was partially joking, I made sure those in the department who needed to, left early also.