Social Distancing Updates...
When I broke my ankle back in September, I remember how quickly I started going stir crazy. I was home (or with my folks) for 2.5 weeks between the accident, surgery, and recovery before I was able to head back to the office. Many stopped by to keep me company, but I could barely move and the lack of exercise and mobility drove me bonkers. Did a doozy on my mental state.
Right now feels similarly, but in a different way. Same same but different, a saying I said many times while in Thailand traveling with my sister many moons ago. It's been two weeks (15 days) since our local government canceled St. Patrick's Day, Super Sunday, and encouraged all residents to practice social distancing. A little less than a week since the Governor implemented the Stay at Home Mandate. And the stir crazy is starting to settle in. There was the plan of going to San Antonio, first last weekend before a ruptured garbage disposal flooded that plan and plan 2.0 of heading there this weekend before Texas government put a travel restriction in place for those coming from NOLA. It seems being the 2nd hottest spot in the country for COVID-19 (following NYC) doesn't make you too appealing as a visitor in other places. So home I remain.
I've learned in the past two weeks of working remotely that I never want a 100% remote job. Sure, a day a week? AMAZING! But every day? No thanks. Hard pass. I miss a new scene and the human connection with coworkers and colleagues. I love not having to get dressed, pack a lunch, and head out the door for the day, but gosh, I miss having somewhere to go. These four condo walls are beginning to close in.
And yet. I'm grateful. I haven't contracted COVID-19 (that I'm aware of), my family continues to be in good health (and spirits), my work keeps me occupied during the week, and I've even sold a house during this time. While the gyms are closed, I've taken advantage of hopping on my bike, walking down St. Charles through the park or Tulane's campus, and utilizing social media to provide some 30-minute workouts to sweat out the restlessness. Thank you, #NP_Continues. My new routine includes treating myself to a coffee from Mojo 3x a week. Gets me out of the house on a walk and helps a local vendor.
I'm craving human touch. But the exercise, fresh air, and mobility is keeping me grounded. So I guess if I had to choose between social contact or exercise, exercise is winning. But gosh, I'll never take a hug for granted again...
Right now feels similarly, but in a different way. Same same but different, a saying I said many times while in Thailand traveling with my sister many moons ago. It's been two weeks (15 days) since our local government canceled St. Patrick's Day, Super Sunday, and encouraged all residents to practice social distancing. A little less than a week since the Governor implemented the Stay at Home Mandate. And the stir crazy is starting to settle in. There was the plan of going to San Antonio, first last weekend before a ruptured garbage disposal flooded that plan and plan 2.0 of heading there this weekend before Texas government put a travel restriction in place for those coming from NOLA. It seems being the 2nd hottest spot in the country for COVID-19 (following NYC) doesn't make you too appealing as a visitor in other places. So home I remain.
I've learned in the past two weeks of working remotely that I never want a 100% remote job. Sure, a day a week? AMAZING! But every day? No thanks. Hard pass. I miss a new scene and the human connection with coworkers and colleagues. I love not having to get dressed, pack a lunch, and head out the door for the day, but gosh, I miss having somewhere to go. These four condo walls are beginning to close in.
And yet. I'm grateful. I haven't contracted COVID-19 (that I'm aware of), my family continues to be in good health (and spirits), my work keeps me occupied during the week, and I've even sold a house during this time. While the gyms are closed, I've taken advantage of hopping on my bike, walking down St. Charles through the park or Tulane's campus, and utilizing social media to provide some 30-minute workouts to sweat out the restlessness. Thank you, #NP_Continues. My new routine includes treating myself to a coffee from Mojo 3x a week. Gets me out of the house on a walk and helps a local vendor.
I'm craving human touch. But the exercise, fresh air, and mobility is keeping me grounded. So I guess if I had to choose between social contact or exercise, exercise is winning. But gosh, I'll never take a hug for granted again...
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