Instead, Tuesday has been all about the 3 S's: 'snow', 'slow' and 'starting diet' (poetic license on latter please!).
On waking this morning, I was mightily unimpressed to find that some inconsiderate soul had heaped a whole skyload of snow outside my front door; 'I shall google who I complain to about this...' I grumped as I hauled my snow boots on, still half-asleep, '...and ask them to come and take it back.' And with that, I set off to work.
Snow filled my day at work; after a very close encounter with the car park gate, I spent a large majority of it dodging even closer encounters with snowballs; I have been considering whether this counts as exercise and if I should add it to my Janathon totals, but I think that may be cheating a little. I should point out at this juncture that I do not work with derranged colleagues, who think it amusing to throw snowballs at my head as I pass by their desks, but instead work with teenagers... yes, that makes sense now doesn't it!
Thankfully, and quite wondrously, this first 'S' had disappeared by the time I went for a run. However, this meant that there was no excuse for the incrediably slow pace I forced my friend to run at; not even squirrels this time! We took a familiar 5 mile route for our run, which begins with us parking in the car park of a local gym... and then running away from it; which I always find quite amusing, for no explicable reason.
The final S is one I've been putting off for a while; I've also been able to put all the blame for this on my friend Paula as it was this conversation, at the weekend, that has delayed the onset:
'Well, I guess my diet starts tomorrow.' I concluded.
'No, mine doesn't start 'till Tuesday.' she boldly stated.
I turned to face her, wide eyed in disbelief, 'Why Tuesday?' I interrogated, 'That seems to be an odd day'.
'Ah,' she said, with a knowing look that instantly suggested she knew what she was talking about and I should treat her words as those of wisdom;
'Because VAT doesn't go up until Tuesday.'
Of course. Words of wisdom indeed; I never expected anything less.
Oh I am looking forward to the month of January! (no sarcasm intended here whatsoever!!!) - or here!
Distance: 5.0 miles
Weather: so warm the snow had melted to nothing... hip hip hooray!
See my run here.