Day 3 – the worst half hour yet

The worst half hour yet.

I decided yesterday afternoon – on a whim – to try a backyard run. Other people have done it, why shouldn’t I?

I shouldn’t have done it.

It was half an hour of boredom, extreme concentration, hectic effort and very little reward.

Boredom because it was the same thing over and over and over and over again. Concentration because there were trip hazards everywhere, one of which was mobile and kept barking at me and trying to eat my shoes while I was trying to run. Effort because there were so many turns and obstacles that my average stride length turned out to be just 0.65m. That’s against my average of 1.12m on a normal run. So despite what that very dodgy looking 9:30/km average seems to suggest, there was an awful lot of hard work going into getting myself around the front and back gardens. And little reward because all I felt at the end was hot, bothered and miserable. There was no post-run glow or exaltation. No feeling of achievement. There was just one endorphin. I wanted thousands.

Still, I did it, and I’ll likely do a couple more over the next three weeks, because even though it’s not very pleasant, it does still get the heart going and it does still get the Discovery points.

 

UPDATE: Experts don’t like it either.

Day 2 – Cabin fever?

Not for me (yet), although there have been some worrying developments.

Firstly, this one:

which is not great when everyone is stuck at home and needs to use the internet. It also almost crashed the blog, which would really not have been good. Although 6000.co.za is hosted locally, when I tried to update a plugin  – a process that usually takes a few seconds – it went to get the update from overseas, got stuck and for a while, I was only able to see:

Briefly unavailable for scheduled maintenance. Check back in a minute.

on any blog page or post I tried to access. For several or more minutes.

Fortunately, the blog obviously realised that something wasn’t quite right and reset itself before I went to work with a large virtual hammer in the the back end (careful now).

Phew.

The update will now wait until there is a decent connection to America (or wherever) again.

Then: the neighbourhood group has been alive with fake news on the current situation. Was that Whatsapp voicenote real (no, it wasn’t), should we clean our bin handles (yes, we should), is that man allowed to walk his dog on the school field (no, he’s not). And then in the middle of it all, this gem:

I have just microwaved our newspaper. ( Saturday one is only one we haven’t cancelled because of poor quality even though quality of Sat is not good either)

(Genuinely, I promise)

wut?!?!

For the record, microwaving may or may not kill coronavirus. It may or may not burn your house down as well. Do not microwave your newspaper. Just no.

Finally (for the moment, at least): As promised, I have set up an album called The Lockdown Diaries on Flickr. One photo a day during the lockdown. Don’t expect magnificence: this is just giving me something to do while I’m stuck at home, and I’m not going to get images of mountain ranges, racing cars or herds of wildebees being stalked by lions. My scope is a bit limited, which is why it will be a challenge.

Cape Town beaches to close

Indeed.

And people aren’t happy.

Top tip: If you read Jeff Geffen’s FB comment in the slightly desperate, mildly hysterical drawl of a drunk detective from a UK 70’S cop TV series, it’s just perfect.

Also, try the voice of a knowledgeable wizard.

“This is over-reach, Plato” is my new favourite line of 2020.

A couple of hours later, the whole of SA got completely locked down by the President, and I can’t wait to hear what Jeff thinks about that.

But why this earworm?

Keep finding myself humming and singing this one over the last few days:

Can’t work out why…

 

Oh wait. Got it. 🙁

They never released this as a single, which is why I had to half-inch a copy off a German charity evening TV broadcast. Big up Elke Gerrietz and her €200 donation. It’ll make a huge difference to… whatever it is they’re raising money for.

Not right now

If ever there was a time to have a mild viral sickness with a low-grade fever and a sore throat, this really wasn’t it.

And yet, guess what?

I’m really not very sick, and I have absolutely no reason to believe that it’s… you know… that… but honestly, having had no health problems (other than damaged joints due to overuse, clumsiness and age) for a year, could this really not have just stayed away?

I’m still being careful – not like I am much of a social party animal anyway, especially now – but aside from anything else, I really want to make sure that this current malaise doesn’t open the door for anything more significant. For me or for anyone else.

Fresh air, fresh fruit, and a brandy gargle every hour.

What could go wrong?