We had snow Monday & Tuesday (in case you didn’t notice or see it on the news). I woke up Monday morning, looked out of the window. I saw the deep snow and immediately determined that there was no way the trains would be running today and went back to bed. I was right, no trains Monday, or Tuesday (although Tuesday I did very cautiously drive up to the end of the Underground to drop my wife off so she could go to work, but could not risk parking the car and having it stuck/buried in the foot deep snow in the car park, so I wasn’t able to go in myself, I teleconferenced from home).
Cheam on Monday was like a Victorian Christmas scene. Families out walking in the snow. Roads covered in deep snow, very few vehicles, snow ball fights and snowmen everywhere you looked. We made snowmen, had lunch in a local Italian cafe (it was packed with families, not what you expect on a Monday lunchtime) then we walked in the snow over to some friends for a cup of tea, then walked back home to play in the snow again with the neighbours children.
After two days at home and having spent lots of my time building snowmen my back now reminds me of it every time I move. Jolly heavy lifting those snow balls to make snowmens bodies and heads.
My trains to Waterloo were back in service Wednesday morning but every second train was cancelled and my usual train was delayed 25 minutes. It was the same Thursday. The train company’s excuse was that the snow and ice had damaged the electricals on their rolling stock and the engineers were working flat out to repair the trains.
My son was still off school Wednesday but as my wife and I were back at work he had to go to the childminders. The school was waiting on bulldozers to clear the car park and playground of a foot of snow (otherwise parents could not drop off and caterers would not deliver). He went back Thursday and they had a snowman competition in the car park.
No gym visits this week or turbo sessions in the garage.
Saturday Football cancelled as there was snow on ground and it was cold.
Saturday afternoon I wrestled with TACX imagic. It seemed to have blown a fuse and I ended up doing 2 hours without using the computer and video assistance, just my Polar CS600. I completed 32 miles but was again bushwacked. Saturday night I was dead from the training but still managed to stay up (well, lay on the couch) until midnight watching Forest Gump after my wife went to bed early.
Sunday I couldn’t ride as I was helping at a 9th birthday party at Croydon. It was a bowling party with seven 8/9 year olds and one 5 year old. Chaos reigned. I left the house at 9:15 AM and didn't get home until 14:30. Eight boys aged 8/9 and us two fathers. It was hard work. I had no enegy to train so I did admin in the afternoon whilst my wife did homework with my son
Sunday M ventured out on the roads of Surrey with J, another Pelotooner. They were out for 60 Km in the snowy waste of Surrey. I also noticed that another friend cycled from Cranleigh and he commented on Facebook about how few people were out cycling. They were too brave for me.
Sunday night we were all tired and went to a local Toby Jug carvery. Amazing value, all you can eat carvery roast for £7.50 adults and £4.50 children. Total bill was £24 not including drinks from the bar. Food was excellent but the place was extremely popular and very crowded.
All in all not a very productive week and weekend from a training perspective, however, before we complain too much about our weather spare a though for those Australians who are suffering a extraodinary heatwave with terrible fires destroying their houses.
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