I doesn’t matter where you are in the world, you probably know it has snowed in Britain this week. You probably know because we make such an almighty fuss about it.
If you live in the American Mid-West or the Rocky Mountains of Canada then what we have just had will seem like a light dusting of snow. But to us it is virtually a national emergency. People start panic buying at the shops and don’t venture out of their front door because their journey isn’t “absolutely necessary”.
And while the population reach near hysteria the country’s infrastructure goes into meltdown. Schools close by the hundred and roads are blocked with abandoned cars. The train service that takes me to London each day is running a “severely disrupted” timetable. This description presumably allowing us to distinguish this from the usual “pretty disrupted” timetable. The snow hysteria has also spread to the running community.
It is about this time of year that Twitter lights up with runners updating us on their Spring Marathon or Half Marathon training. The hashtag #LondonMarathon is the most popular and for me this year it is #BathHalf. These two bring me a stream of 140 character snippets of who has run what; wearing what; eating what; thinking what and at what speed. But the snow has brought an interesting shift in the tone of the running Twitterati.
The united front of runners seemed to sharply divide last Friday as the first snowflakes fell. There are those who find time to run and those who make time to run. I saw lots of Tweets proclaiming the hopelessness of it all.
“Snow falling heavily. Abandoned any ideas of running #gutted #LondonMarathon”
I am still seeing Tweets like this six days after the first snow. These are the people who find time. Those who make time are finding a way to run despite the snow. I would like to think that I am a member of the latter group having just come back from my third snowy, very cold run with wet feet in six days.
I think the difference between the two groups is about emotional committment. I blogged about it here a while ago. When I signed up to do the Bath Half I committed that I was going to try to go under 1 hr 50 – that means taking 3 minutes off my PB (or PR if you are from the USA!). I didn’t make this committment to anyone but myself. When I signed up and made this promise, I knew that I would be training through January and February which would mean training in some foul conditions. But I am excited enough about the race that I was happy to make that committment and stick with it. Now that I am into the swing of things and beginning to see a return on my training, the idea of missing a run isn’t one I contemplate. Now that I have some momentum, I really want this. I didn’t feel particularly brave or hardy running with cold wet feet in the snow this week. I was just doing what I had promised myself I would. “Simples” as my daughter would say!
Despite all that I would like to see a thaw now and a return to running on dry snow-free roads.
@weather – have had enough of snow. No more#Bored #BathHalf