And as these days become weeks, and now a new month, the new normal is becoming seemingly more normal every day. Or maybe that’s just me. As I’ve mentioned before, my routine hasn’t actually changed all that much. Plus, I’ve been thoroughly enjoying making my mini-movies (for a minimal audience), learning new software online – or learning new tools for not-so-new software, and going out on the bike (with or without the wind) as much as I can. Cycling and social distancing continue to go together well. Of course, there are challenges. My tendency towards independence means I didn’t particularly enjoy having staff at Bulk Barn scoop my purchases for me the other day but I suspect they don’t particularly enjoy it either. Either way, I fully appreciate the caution.
Another week of self-isolating and social distancing has come and gone. It’s been a week of editing (some for pay, some for fun). It’s been a week of watching tutorials and learning new things. And it’s been a week of going grocery shopping at 7:00 AM to avoid the lineups.
On the upside, I got out on the bike the other day … according to the time stamp on the photos, it was Wednesday – again, not that it matters. What matters is that it was a glorious ride. Correction: It was a glorious ride BACK. My typical strategy when I’m limited to roundtrip rides is to head out into the wind for some arbitrary amount of time so that the return trip will come with a tailwind. And I find it’s always better to end with a tailwind. On strong wind days (like Wednesday), the arbitrary time heading into the wind can be more than a little unpleasant. However, it’s more mentally manageable (oooh, alliteration) with the knowledge that the ride back will be wind aided. That strategy played out beautifully in this instance.
As usual when I head out on such rides, I really had no idea where I was going to go. Or for how long. In hindsight, I probably should’ve taken a water bottle with me. Anyway, once I determined the general direction of the wind, I turned my bike into it and kept pedalling. For about 25 km. Much of which was uphill. And all of it into a pretty stiff headwind. And it took about 90 minutes. Then I found myself in Bamberg. No, I’m pretty sure I had never been to Bamberg before. But that’s where I was and that’s where the ride back began. Much of which was downhill. Most of it aided by a pretty stiff tailwind. It took about 50 minutes. And was wonderful.