Jobs and running. Mine don't mix. Take this week, three days in London and High Wycombe, far away from home and both still involving a fair sized commute. I could have run at a push, but luckily I felt good about having a few days' rest. I could have been in Russia, and would I run there? Well yes, if there was a treadmill free in the hotel.
What I do like about my job is that when I'm not travelling, I have the opportunity to work from home. Then I can run doubles without guilt or concern. Even in the office, like today, I can take a lunchtime break for a few miles and there's a shower available. (Lucky I brought my running coat.) And I can get home in time for any evening sessions.
But the job isn't the only constraint. Dad's Taxi is needed most evenings, and at least one day of the weekend.
Right now my running satisfaction score is probably a 6. Illness disrupted it a lot recently - got bloods back and no bad news, but suspected lingering virus so I have to go back for more beneedling in a couple of weeks. Racing has been fun though, if not quite the quality I would expect without the interruptions.
Shame about your job, Curly. Doesn't sound like yours is too much fun either, YP. But you both had fantastic results on the weekend!