Day 13 – Curfew – Sunday 5 April
I had a wonderful video call with 3 friends this morning: lasting about an hour we each took it in turns to chat and talk about how we are coping and what we find ourselves doing during this strange time.
One of my friends is just coming out the other side of Covid 19. She’s had the high temperature, cough, feeling disoriented, fatigued, and has suffered from a bout of very-low temperature where, despite wrapping up like she was stranded in the Artic, she could not get warm at all.
The others, like me and just about most people, are keeping as busy as possible – taking advantage of the good, dry weather – and spending time doing chores in the garden and taking daily exercise. They are also starting to feel a little cat-on-a-hot-tin-roofish; I totally get this!
It’s the birthday of a couple of other friends today. ‘S’ is fifty so I really feel for her – I know you can celebrate when the curfew is eventually over but special birthdays are special and only the actual day really counts.
My other friend, ‘D’, was the recipient of the usual ‘Happy Birthday to you’, sung over the phone by yours truly and my O.H. She was hoping to spend the day in the garden with a G & T, making the best of a no-visitors birthday.
The weather was supposed to be pretty hot today but the temperature didn’t quite reach the late teens. A chilly wind made it feel cooler too so I decided to go for a longish run after lunch…what a mistake?
Before I had run even around 2 kilometres the sun came out from hiding and I realised I should have worn a running vest instead of a t-shirt top. Add to that the crazy ‘Wolf Mask’ I wore for part of the run – it did make people laugh and a couple of passing cars pipped their horns in appreciation (we all need to keep our sense of humour) – and I found myself getting rather warm.
Wolf Run?!I didn’t actually plan my running route – which does make it more interesting to be frank – but on the way home decided to take in some trail-running. B I G M I S T A K E!
Considering we’ve had a very wet winter the fields are bone dry and lumpy; lumpy, dry fields are not the most stable of surfaces so after going over on my ankle a few times I decided to walk for a while.
Losing the public footpath signs made me use my (not great) sense of direction and I eventually wound my way back to one of the lanes leading to our village. Once home I lay down on the grass with my running companion and said to myself, ‘That was one of the least enjoyable runs ever, even with the gorgeous scenery’.
Like many of my running buddies I cannot wait to get back to normality and some group runs.
I finished the day by making a Chilli-con-carne and admiring the potting bench my O.H. has made for me today so that I can continue to grow a few salad vegetables from seed…just in case!
Doing the odd crazy thing (wearing a Wolf mask to run), and doing something new (growing from seed)…really is Just a Girl Thing.
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