Having recovered from the hot/cold, sweats and being lightheaded and generally unwell for a week, today l hit the roads again. I wasn't coronaed, it was a seasonal cold that normally hits me once every few years or so.
I wouldn't normally run through central London, let alone Hyde Park on a Saturday because of an utter chaos ruling around there. Shoppers, cars, noise, cacophony of sounds.....mess.
Not today mate. Today was dead. None of the above. Shops closed. Occasional empty bus or a cab. A group of pedestrians, some wearing masks and surgical gloves. Unusual, eerie calm. Sunshine. 10 degrees. Light wind. P.E.R.F.E.C.T. running conditions, couldn't ask for more, never expected better.
I never run 'discreet' and today even less so, wearing a Wilt Chamberlain 1960's top (my wife said l looked like a budgie) but l couldn't give a damn and managed to enjoy a near private run in one of the world's busiest areas.
In fairness, l wish that this corona business finishes soon though, and people return to health and work. I wish that they also stop marauding the shops in demented frenzy and selfish hysteria, forgetting that there are others who are in need as well.
Oh well. That's where today's run helped me and took me to different places mentally. A brief journey to sanity and away from chaos.
Stay well everyone and don't over shop!