How do you get your head around the idea of being able to cycle 1800 miles in 10 days? It's quite simple - you dont! You can't really. You can get your head around the idea of a long ride, and even several long rides. But one single ride from the bottom to the top of the country and back again? That's a lot to process. Especially when you don't have a great track record time wise.
2020 is an odd one. "Happy New Decade - this one's going to count!" I for one certainly had big plans. I had plans for starting up a business that would see me happily working through to retirement, I was writing a book, and I had big biking dreams. Yep - 2020 was the year that it was all going to start happening.
Today is the day I sail to the Netherlands, for the biggest ride of my life.....except it’s not. No passenger ships are sailing, there is no race in the Netherlands or anywhere. I thought I was ok with this.....
Unless you've had your head in a bucket of sand, there's no escaping the current global situation. From a sporting perspective, most of this year's events have either been cancelled or postponed. There's still no guarantee that even the postponed events or those scheduled for later in the year will go ahead since we just don't know how any easing of restrictions will take effect, and whether groups that are part of the sporting experience will be permitted to gather. Whether you are a follower or a participant in your chosen sport, this is an uncertain time and that IS a certainty!
Now that's the gloomy news over, but I'm determined that this post today will be an upbeat and helpful one.
Hurrah, another weekend at home adapting to our new normal. On Saturday this meant that the Hubster whizzed around the house cleaning windows, dusting, clearing weeds from the garden, doing washing etc. Since it's not something he does much of normally, I kept out of his way. After three weeks of reduced exercise, and jumping on the scales to realise that I have gained 1/2 stone, I knew that I needed to pull my finger out and start recreating my daily exercise habit. One problem though is that I am now sharing the turbo trainer with the Hubster.
A quiet day today, a reminder that it is the last working day of the week before the weekend.
The weekend is now two days where nothing much is different except that I don't need to work. I spend less time in my back bedroom than the other days. Although I appreciate that at least I do have some differences in the days, as I am still working. For some, weekdays are little different from the weekends right now, when you can't work and can't leave the house, each day is much the same as the others.
Humans were designed to be social animals, and so for some of us this lockdown has forced us to consider how we communicate with each other. For some of the introverts out there, a lockdown is quite good news. They no longer need to interact with people unless they want to. But for the rest of us, there is a very real risk of loneliness setting in. We thrive with human contact, and when we can't have adult conversations with people then it's hard.
I've realised that I need to write this journal and put the day of the week at the top, if only to know what day of the week it is. And I'm not alone.....
So, as we need a little humour right now, I've been trawling the internet to see how people have ....
Today my good habits didn't start well, and I went to work in my PJ's.
I promised myself that I wouldn't do this. I promised myself I would get dressed and maintain some semblance of normality. Day 1 of the second week and I already seem to have lost my sense of pride in my appearance, and the ability to get dressed in the morning. Tuesday I have promised myself I will do better.
I wonder how many other people have also let their good intentions slide after just a week.