It’s Sunday. I have almost made it through my first weekend of coronavirus social distancing. Almost.
For one that enjoys his alone time, this is going to be tougher than even I thought. Here are a few thoughts so far.
Exercise. I gotta get out of this house a little bit. I’ve been walking. Walking Bayshore Boulevard. It appears many others are as well. I’m a little worried that this could be shut down too. Just too many people and not any way to social distance. Nice being out though. I forgot what a pretty city Tampa is. Not too hot yet either. I had my first tele-workout with my trainer, Joey.
I thought this would be easy. It was not. Joey has found a new way to kick my butt. FaceTime. Turns out a little equipment and body weight is a helluva workout. After this past week of stress eating, the body weight has definitely increased too. The “Quarantine 15” is real. Speaking of eating, I did take out at Wright’s Gourmet. A little weird not being in line with the usual crowd, but doable. The Ruben and carrot cake taste the same. I’ve considered taking on a few of those projects that I had been putting off. Cleaning out file cabinets and drawers. Not that bored yet. The dogs seem confused. They can’t understand why I want to play with them all the time. In fact, I think they are over me. I see a lot of people on the water. I’m not at the point of wanting a boat though. I don’t think I ever will be. So far, I’m okay with this. I get to go to work tomorrow. That’s going to save me, I think. If I ever have to start reading the news from my house, my attitude will change. That’s gonna be a strange day. What do I wear? Suit and tie? Pajamas?