Heather Fell, Olympic silver medallist, writes about her life in the media and sports world.

I STILL can't believe the wonderful September we've had and I'm grateful I've been at home to enjoy most of it for a change.

I know the forecasts had mentioned our Indian Summer was coming to a close; I just wasn't expecting it to be quite so abrupt. It could have easily have triggered a case of Monday blues as the rain came down and I started to question my morning plans thanks to the weather.

I needed a taxi to the train station - there were none for an hour as the rain had obviously given everyone the same idea so I had to run with my luggage one mile through the saturated streets. I'm sure I looked a little out of place wearing sandals in these conditions; however, there was method to my madness. My toes are still struggling in normal shoes after running a half marathon and I was on my way to warmer climes.

I needn't have rushed as the trains were severely delayed with several cancelled to London which was worrying as I had a flight to catch. After a delay that kept extending I joined several other wet miserable Monday morning passengers, but only until Reading when all trains then terminated. Thankfully for me there was a bus available that allowed me to make my flight. It turned into a very positive Monday as I took off over the UK bound for Central America.

Guatemala knows the meaning of rain far better than we do, the only difference is the temperature. I'm back from a visit to the rainforest in the north of the country where it certainly lived up to its name — I only wish I'd brought my welly boots with me.