Well, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I ordered a pair of hair-cutting shears, and I cut my own hair. Yes. Yes, I did. I don’t think it looks great, but I love it!
This pandemic is slowly getting me back into fighting condition. I’m working out in the garage four-five days out of seven, and I walk with Callaghan around our section of town at least twice a week.
Speaking of our evening neighborhood walks, I have this quick open letter to post:
Dear People Also Walking on the Tempe Town Lake Bridge and Its Adjacent Paths by the Tempe Center for the Arts: WEAR. YOUR. MASKS. FFS.
A Concerned Asian-Looking Chick
The west end of the lake is a favorite walking destination of ours (it’s a 20 minute stroll from our house, wait-time at two crosswalks included), but we’re not heading there again anytime soon. It’s not safe over there. There’s no social distancing to be seen, very few protected faces, and yesterday, it got to a point: We couldn’t keep six feet of distance around us on the bridge. I even had someone brush up behind me! And they weren’t wearing a mask!
I’m mostly talking about pedestrians, by the way… I’m not as concerned about the skaters and cyclists.
It’s a popular area that’s getting more and more crowded, and for reasons I cannot fathom, most people there don’t wear masks. I saw masks on maybe four faces out of 50-70 yesterday. I saw clusters of pedestrians running into other clusters as they ambled along on the path by the art center, merging and mingling, and just… no.
So we’ll happily wander in other directions for now. We have several favorites. There’s no need to walk into an area knowing that there are maskless people at large.
The sunset is pretty on the western edge of the lake, though.
I’m sorry that this post turned into something of a rant, friends. I also wanted to talk more about home workouts, but I’ll save it for a dedicated “fitness updates” post. I hope you’re all doing well!