Distance Commuting

I have to say, on the evidence of yesterday and today, that I’d made the right choice by staying in a hotel close to the office in Essex while I’m there, rather than doing the commute on a daily basis.

While the journey yesterday was ‘only’ 2 hours each way, that’s still four hours of driving in addition to the eight hours of working, which amounts to what is effectively a twelve-hour working day. It’s also meant that in spite of the journey being twenty minutes shorter on the way in today – a frankly gobsmacking 1hr 40 to do the 110 miles, an average speed of 65mph – I’m still utterly knackered. And I’ve still got to drive home.

Thankfully, tomorrow I’m not in the office, as I’m seeing another client about some work. It’s still a 60 mile (ish) drive, but I’m not seeing them ’til 10am, so that’ll be a dead easy run, and not having to start ’til two-ish hours later than the current run.

I know I couldn’t do this on a daily basis – I’d be dead within the week.