Lordy, I am so bored. Five months locked inside my head and my home is making me nuts. I can’t sleep. Eating is an after-thought. Exercise? What’s that?
I was talking with my friend Karen in the US. She thinks I need to get out more. Play tennis. I agree, but I am less than motivated to do it. I joined a club this year, of course it was just before the pandemic hit. For a while I was going to play a couple of times a week. I had just met a few women to play with and then, kaboom!, nada.
Tennis is considered very low risk in this environment. But my inactivity has made me weak, and I know it will be a while before I work up my strength and agility again. I don’t like exercising at home. Grrr.
Lyn and I have gone to the pool now on two occasions. I would like to do that more, too.
I guess I just need to commit myself to an exercise/activity plan before all of my muscles — including the one between my ears — atrophy for good.
At least I have my students!