Now I’ll start from the very beginning. As usual, my day   started very early at six o’clock. I’ve made tremendous efforts to make myself get up from a very soft and warm bed. After such a heroic dead I took a bath and checked some of my students’ essays (I work as a teacher). Had breakfast with my husband, afterwards we went to the car parking place. When I saw the car I was shocked because it was completely  covered with snow. We cleaned the car from snow. To tell the truth, I was affraid that the ice which was on the mirrors and windscreen wouldn’t melt, but fortunately in 15 minutes we were ready to start our long trip. The trip is long because I live far from my work.

It was only about 7:20, but there were already traffic jams in the streets. This made me nervous because at this time the traffic usually hadn’t been very heavy. I was afraid of being late.

So when only 10 minutes were left and I was not far from the destination we stuck in the  congestion. And I made a decision to  get off the car and ran. And I did it. While running it seemed to me that I was at the Olimpic games and was making the last steps to get to finih. Having run one block I saw my husband again who had mannaged to make the way through the jam, and he gave me a lift to my work. Fortunately, I was on time, but very tired of “exercising”.

P.S. I wish all my students were so desperate and were always in time to my classes.