This morning I woke up at 10:40 am; absolutely unheard of for me, but I’ll attribute it to stress management and wanting to stretch out the pleasant dream I was having for as long as possible. The first thing I decided to do was go for a very long walk. I was feeling incredibly stir crazy all day Friday, so it seemed vital. I got some coffee at Starbucks and headed to the lakefront trail. I walked five miles in all, taking the time to call some of my loved ones to check-in. The trail was sparse with people and there were blockades for the 5k Shamrock Shuffle, which I assume was canceled. My point being is that I felt so much better moving my body and getting exercise, even if not at CorePower or in a group setting. Highly recommend for stress and anxiety relief.
On the way to the lake, I noticed clusters of men in their twenties, dressed in green, clearly to party for St. Patrick’s Day. I also walked by Durkins, as usual holding my breath, since it’s the smelliest, most disgusting bar in the city. Much to my chagrin, it was swarming. Patrons of Durkins should be quarantined anyway (sorry Steelers fans), but it made me angry because they’re only thinking about themselves. Go get drunk at home, you dingles! You have a responsibility to other people. I get that you’re 22 and you want to party, but consider your parents, grandparents, colleagues, and other people you will interact with that will be more at risk.
Before I got back to my apartment, I popped into the nearest Walgreens to see how depleted it was. There were plenty of paper goods, though low on bleach-infused cleaning supplies. That made me feel a bit better. This changed when I walked back outside and saw my doctor running down the street (I live close to his office). That was fun. Who doesn’t want to see their doctor running in plain clothes? He had khakis on. Why are you running, Dr. Lee? It certainly didn’t make me feel apocalyptic or disconcerted at all…
Anyway, all this to say exercise your body and exercise caution. Don’t be selfish or contrarian. It’s not a good look, especially when you can party at your own home. Until we know more about the coronavirus, methinks following the CDC’s advice of social distancing is a little more important than catching a buzz at a pee-smelling bar.
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