Today’s training workshop was interesting but long. I first became worried when we were 1 1/2 hours into the training and the instructors finally finished spelling out the objectives for the two-day course. Throughout the day, I glanced back to the agenda to see how far behind the planned schedule we were.
The discussions continued as the planned lunch break came and went. I wanted to scream for everyone to stop the commentary that was slowing down the presentation. They weren’t worried about lunch as it was waiting outside the door. But, I had a run scheduled for today! When the break finally came, it was decided that we didn’t need the full hour. *sigh*
Somehow, I knew this might happen. I went upstairs to do a little work. A few phone calls and emails later, and I was ready for more learning. But , the course continued to crawl along at snails pace. The questions, though close to the topic (sort of), were beginning to annoy me. My head was soon throbbing in pain and my eyes had a glazed feeling to them. I was cooked.
Thankfully, the instructor began to notice that most of the group was getting the same glazed over look. She ended the day a little early. I went straight to my van and drove home.
All the way home, I ran through ideas in my head for how I could manage today’s run. I really didn’t want to fight for a treadmill at the YMCA. I came up with a plan to run outside – in the dark. The difference from my early morning option was that Tom would actually know that I was going. I would tell him my route and instruct for him to send out the search and rescue team if I did not return.
I cooked dinner, and left while the family was at the table eating. I needed to get outside for a while.