As of 9:45pm on Saturday night, most of my town was blacked out, at least 90% of us lost our power. Massachusetts is not used to snowstorms so early in the season. Our trees still had leaves on them and the snow was wet and heavy. Because of those two factors, trees fell all over creating a mess.
All I could think of was Poltergeist and that tree, coming through so I decided I was switching rooms and spent the rest of my restless night on a futon listening to more cracks and bangs. We woke up the next morning with no power and heat and freezing. I was trying to think positive so went about my normal Sunday, minus my run as I knew the streets were dangerous and I obviously couldn't use my treadmill.
My husband left the house and observed the damage throughout the town. He said it looked like a bomb had gone off. Trees were split everywhere and laying across roads. There were downed power lines under branches. Because of the mess outside I spent the day cleaning to keep warm and just hoping we would see power before the evening.
Yesterday, I went for a drive around my normal running route to see if I could safely run this morning as my power wasn't on and my treadmill was still not an option. Every turn I made, I found more obstacles that I did not feel safe running near. This drive was a real eye opener of what everyone around me was going through and also a reminder to be safe while running. I usually run with a headlamp on at 6am. If I had just went running without previewing the route, I would have had tunnel vision to the danger that was surrounding me.
I get tunnel vision with my training plans all the time. I see what is on the schedule and think I have to complete that run. If it is not possible to do a run due to my health, injuries, or mother nature making a mess, I need to accept that sometimes it is better to take that extra day off than to push myself. I can always make up that run tomorrow.
I am semi-thankful Halloween was postponed as I have yet to have the temptation of the candy being in the house yet. I swear, November 1st is usually an evil day to my diet. And luckily for my kids they did get to celebrate Halloween at ballet on Saturday before the storm started, so they did get to wear their costumes. They hate when my husband pulls out the camera, so they were not being the easiest targets.