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adrian_turtle yesterday, I bought a seven-day transit pass. I don't know if I will take enough trips between now and Saturday afternoon to make it a bargain, but it seems possible, and I like not stopping to think about the bus fare when deciding whether to walk two stops or wait 12 minutes for a bus. Other than feeling like an expression of hope (as we return to something resembling normal), I think I may be making a bunch of short trips on the 73, for various bits of grocery shopping, and to visit lilacs and other flowers.
I then, surprise, walked from the supermarket to Adrian's apartment yesterday, and from the drugstore home this afternoon. The latter was less about bus timing than about wanting the exercise.
This afternoon, Adrian and I went to Spy Pond and sat for a while, maskless, looking at the water and talking. Adrian and I have been visiting Spy Pond together, on and off, for as long as we've known each other; this is also the first time in over a year that I've gone somewhere just to wander around outside (rather than walking around Belmont, or across Cambrdige Common on the way home from shoe shopping.
My plans for the next couple of days made more sense with the forecast as of this morning, than they do with what's now predicted, but it will be OK. In particular, I left my jacket at Adrian's, rather than either wear or carry it with the temperature around 70 F (21 C), planning to get it when I stop by on Tuesday to retrieve our kitchen scale. When I decided to do that, the forecast for Tuesday was similarly warm, but rainy; they're now saying a hip of 53 (12 C) and rainy. I will manage, probably with a sweater or fleece under my rain jacket, but it will be less convenient.
I am now caught up on my exercises, meaning that I've done all of the things I try to do regularly at least once in the last seven days.
adrian_turtle yesterday, I bought a seven-day transit pass. I don't know if I will take enough trips between now and Saturday afternoon to make it a bargain, but it seems possible, and I like not stopping to think about the bus fare when deciding whether to walk two stops or wait 12 minutes for a bus. Other than feeling like an expression of hope (as we return to something resembling normal), I think I may be making a bunch of short trips on the 73, for various bits of grocery shopping, and to visit lilacs and other flowers.I then, surprise, walked from the supermarket to Adrian's apartment yesterday, and from the drugstore home this afternoon. The latter was less about bus timing than about wanting the exercise.
This afternoon, Adrian and I went to Spy Pond and sat for a while, maskless, looking at the water and talking. Adrian and I have been visiting Spy Pond together, on and off, for as long as we've known each other; this is also the first time in over a year that I've gone somewhere just to wander around outside (rather than walking around Belmont, or across Cambrdige Common on the way home from shoe shopping.
My plans for the next couple of days made more sense with the forecast as of this morning, than they do with what's now predicted, but it will be OK. In particular, I left my jacket at Adrian's, rather than either wear or carry it with the temperature around 70 F (21 C), planning to get it when I stop by on Tuesday to retrieve our kitchen scale. When I decided to do that, the forecast for Tuesday was similarly warm, but rainy; they're now saying a hip of 53 (12 C) and rainy. I will manage, probably with a sweater or fleece under my rain jacket, but it will be less convenient.
I am now caught up on my exercises, meaning that I've done all of the things I try to do regularly at least once in the last seven days.
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