Storm the supermarket. Pillage the shelves. For God's sake, hide the women and children.
Snowmaggedon is upon us!
Or not. At least not yet.
The meteorologists are predicting 1 to 3 inches of snow tonight, more tomorrow and maybe a foot by Wednesday. While this storm is nothing compared to what the northeast has seen, it's sending everyone in a tizzy. Seriously, my boss is surveying the office to see who has 4WD vehicles so we can caravan to work (we don't have the option of staying home).
I said I had a 4LD - four-leg drive, as in Denali could pull me to work. After all, he knows the commands "right," "left," "stop" and "let's go"!
But, my friends, I don't think I'll have to board the Denali express. We never seem to get the worst of it (thank God) and I'm not the least bit worried about the snow. I am worried about the frigid temperatures and how nasty this will make my runs. I'm almost contemplating a running sabbatical for the week and spending some time with Jackie Warner. Then again, we could get a dusting and all this hub-bub would be for naught.
Do you plan alternate workouts in light of the weather?