Pic of the week 24/5/20
And so half term has arrived. But Groundhog day continues.
We remain under lock-down, I’ve concluded that this is how medieval man must have lived – never going further than his feet could take him, and his human contact limited to those in his immediate family.
It could be worse – I have a wonderful family and we live in a beautiful place – but I’ve come to realise that it is the consistency of life that is so crushing. No ups following downs, nothing different to look forward to, just one day seamlessly segueing into the next. Normally one would arrive at summer half term with a sigh of relief, catch your breath, enjoy a rest before the short final sprint to the glittering prize of the long summer hols. This year, I just seemed to have stumbled from working at home on Friday to not working at home on Saturday and Sunday.
(And, unlike medieval man, we can now hop in a car to go somewhere for exercise, which is why we’ve been up the Poldens a few times. The pic above was taken on Saturday when the weather was a bit breezy and cloudy.)
One beneficiary of lock-down has been my running: with all other forms of exercise (swimming, spinning and refereeing) denied to me, I’ve been doing a lot of running. And (at least when lock down began) we were told you could only go out once a day, for up to an hour, for exercise I decided I’d make the most of that time and run either my 9K or 10K routes (taking circa 45-50 mins). As a consequence, I’ve been racking up the miles, and yesterday passed the 400km mark. After today’s run, I’ve notched up 414Km. Don’t think it will happen, but a though crossed my mind today – could I end up doing 1,000Km in the year? (I hope not, because I hope to have returned to spinning, swimming & refereeing, as well as running.)
Other news – and I mention this just so I have a point of reference when I look back in the future – the news this weekend has been dominated by Dominic Cummings and his refusal to resign, despite having been caught breaking lock down rules.