Now that rowing fixtures are behind us, our week is marked by cycling: usually group rides on Monday and Wednesday for Dr B, and whatever can be fitted in for YoungB. At this time of year when we’re all not at work, knowing there’s a ride helps to maintain focus. The other day, YoungB took himself off to the beach (tough life, huh?) and today he is out hiking with a mate. Before he left, he checked to make sure it really is Wednesday. It must be because Dr B is, indeed, out on one of his group cycles. Me? I’m just doing energetic housework, and walking in the backyard here and there and now and then as part of other things. I’ve delayed my second load of laundry so that I can include the Bs’ sporting clobber. Is my halo shiny, or what?!
I brought the bin in, too. There’s been a wonderful Aussie-moderated Facebook group this year with the underlying premise that in 2020, our bins went out more than we did. The group will close on 31 December, now that we are over the first wave of COVID-related restrictions. We are not yet free of COVID. Like influenza, it is likely to become endemic and there will be epidemics here and there, now and then. Even with the development of vaccines, we have a long way to go. Here in Australia because we’ve hitherto had so few cases, complacency is easy; but it is not helpful. I do my bit, because I understand why we’re being asked to take precautions, but I admit to getting a fair amount of arthritic ache from keeping my fingers so tightly crossed when I read about people who appear to have missed that memo.
In any case, if you’re in a part of the world that’s warm enough, may you find a good spot of beach to walk along while ensuring physical distance but maintaining social cohesion. If you’re somewhere cold, take cheer in knowing that the sun is on its way back to you.