To Go or Not to Go

One of the things about extremes in weather is not knowing if we should try to go ahead with whatever is scheduled for the day or not. On wintry days, after freezing rain or snowfall, are the roads passable, or icy, on the way to where we want to go? If we hear no reports on TV or radio that an event has been cancelled, and we can't reach anyone who can tell us, does it mean it's on go, or does it mean somebody just didn't get the message out that it has been cancelled?

For instance, not knowing if our ballroom dancing class last Tuesday evening had been cancelled or not meant we felt obliged to go to the studio to find out.


The Friday before that, I wasn't sure if our water aerobics class would meet following a winter storm that hit our area on Thursday. We have been told that if schools are in session, then so is water aerobics. Since school was in session, I guessed that so was water aerobics, but I opted to stay in my warm bed instead of venturing out, not knowing what the road conditions were up the hill to the college. Others felt the same, obviously, because only three people showed up for aerobics that day. As it turned out, the roads were clear, but how were we to know that?

The Thursday evening of the winter storm, Mother and I were scheduled to go to Weight Watchers for our monthly weigh-in. We had last weighed at the beginning of December and weren't due to weigh in again until the end of January. So, of course, we were waiting until the last possible day...January 31...to hit the scale, giving us several weeks to shed our two or three pound holiday-goodies gain. We are well under our goal weight, but we don't want to show a gain on our record just the same.


I could find no information about whether or not the Weight Watchers meeting was cancelled, but because Mother's porch, and our driveway, were icy, we decided not to go. It wasn't worth the risk of injury to her should she slip and fall.

As lifetime members of Weight Watchers, we don't pay to attend weekly meetings, unless we miss a month. Last Thursday evening, fee in hand, we attended a meeting. That's when we learned the previous Thursday's meeting had been cancelled, and we didn't have to pay. Hooray!

And I even lost a half pound.