I go through my day now thinking about what I will write about later. Making an effort to be more present, look, listen, feel. So many huge gains from writing every night this month.
It was a stunning day. The city was washed asleep last night with lashing rain and woke this morning to clean, clear air, bathed in warm, golden sunlight. It set the tone for the day.
After our long day of distance learning and distance working, we set out for a bike ride in the late afternoon. Amidst some initial mumbles and grumbles, we soon got into our groove and rode a good 6 and something kilometers around our secure neighbourhood. There was no one around us, which was good though some parts of our ride felt like we were riding through alien territory. Broad streets, huge palatial facades, desolate blocks of houses. We rode mostly in silence- keeping a watch on each other and calling out directions when it was time to change direction. Only a short stretch was actually on the pavement that runs along the big main road. The thoroughfare which is usually jam packed with traffic was not as busy and certainly not as crowded.
Once we were back home, we dove straight into our 7 minute aerobic workout and when we finally showered and settled down to dinner, I could tell the exercise had done us all good. Moods were lighter and everyone was smiling more.
A colleague wrote today that if 21 days of doing something forms a habit, then 7 weeks of doing something must feel like a lifestyle shift. In these many, many weeks of being at home, we are in the constant danger of sitting too much, staring at a screen for too long and forgetting the benefit of turning off and tuning in.
I am so grateful for the weather today, and the stunning clear air. I am so grateful the day cajoled us into being active and getting out and about. We will all sleep better for it.