I'm Dreaming of a White Easter

Not for the first time - just when it looked like things were going pretty well, they weren't. The weather had improved, we were running for up to twenty five minutes without stopping, and then wouldn't you believe it - mucho crapola.

Christina got a virus that wiped her out for 10 days. As a consequence, she has not been able to do anything more strenuous than cough for over a week.

We had a "white easter" here in Geneva. Not in the romantic, chocolate box kind of way, but in the Force 8 gale, sleet, pishin doon rain, and snow kinda way. I know that the weather in the Toon in October is not likely to be the best, and as such, we should get used to bad weather, but this was beyond a joke.

Just when things couldn't get any better, I had to cancel my planned ski trip to Avoriaz to meet a whole bunch of friends I haven't seen for months, 'coz I had to work. Instead of skiing in Avoriaz, I was in London, eating sandwiches in doorways to shelter from the rain. What glamour.

But - Christina is better(ish), but not 100%. The clocks have gone forward which means we can run in the evenings without wearing headtorches. This is a big deal. Due to my cheery preference for always wearing black, running at night is just an invitation to get run over. I would rather get run over than wear a hi-viz vest.

We need to get back on track now - with time and therapy, I may forget the fact that I missed the best skiing conditions of the year. (That's not going to be easy..) I am going to try and convince Christina that Vicks Vaporub is a performance enhancer, and that she will now be able to run for an hour without stopping. Don't fancy my chances there.

So, spring is springing, get the runners on, and get on with it.