This week a close relative was hospitalized and turns out to have a serious condition. He’s not a blog-lover, so I’ll keep this abstract:
When a loved one gets sick, you have to take care of yourself. It’s hard to do your work, and to be there 24/7 for the rest of your family, and to eat nutritious, non-hospital cafeteria-type meals, and to find time to run or swim or whatever it is you do to take care of the one life you have.
So I’ll go to the gym today, just for half an hour. I’ll gor for a swim tomorrow, even if it’s just for half my usual laps: 30 minutes is better than no time in the water; 20 minutes is OK too, far better than not going at all. My intention is to keep up my routine, albeit reduced and adjusted, through what will hopefully be a long haul.
And I’ll write when I can.