Train when you can

So this is finals week for me. span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_0″ class=”blsp-spelling-corrected”Hopefully/span, the last finals week of my life. (I just think back to how many tests and exams I have taken over the last 26 years and cringe). But as with most finals weeks, my training has taken a bit of a hit. I have a final early in the morning on Mon, Tues and Wed mornings, but I will still be in the clinic after that until 4pm, leaving little time to both study and get a workout of any substance.br /br /My plan for yesterday was to try and get a short run in once I got home just to clear my head before I started studying for this morning’s span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_1″ class=”blsp-spelling-error”TMD/span/span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_2″ class=”blsp-spelling-error”orofacial/span pain exam. All was going to plan when at the Franklin Ave light rail station (I ride the train to a park-and-ride every day) it was announced that the train would be going no further. span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_3″ class=”blsp-spelling-corrected”Apparently/span there had been a crash further down the line. When this happens span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_4″ class=”blsp-spelling-corrected”buses/span come and shuttle people to the next stops, but there are thousands of people that take the train, and the people around me were mumbling that the last time this span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_5″ class=”blsp-spelling-corrected”happened/span the span id=”SPELLING_ERROR_6″ class=”blsp-spelling-corrected”buses/span never really showed up. So I decided that I should at least start moving towards my car, since walking put me closer to home than standing waiting for a bus that I did not know if it would ever show. When I got to Lake street I could see a news chopper hovering over the next station. I figured that that is where the