Crazy times. Keeping at it.
Since I last blogged the world has gone crazy. So here is what happened in note form:
- At the start (first week in March) I didn't deal with at all well.
- My parents refused to take it seriously (and the three of are in the risk group).
- My brother was in the states and not due to come home until the end of April.
- My sister is a nurse and is on the front lines in a Covid Ward.
- I moved in with my folks. One for company and two to ensure that they are getting cared for (at the time my brother was still in the states and had no way home.).
- My brother got home.
- Slowly but surely I got used to the new order and started to be productive again.
- Luckily I bought a proper rowing machine so that's my exercise.
- My weight is now down around 10kg less than it was at the start of the year.
- I miss lifting weights but the chart is going the way I want it to.
- My sister is a fucking hero and she's continuing to work away. I want her to quit and her reply is "I can't. If you were sick I'd want a nurse to take care of you."
- We are all safe, so far. Just taking a day at a time.
Keep safe and I'll update this properly at some stage.
Also a big shout out to Simon Whitaker who has been checking up on me and keeping me motivated.