At 6 am it was 75°F out with a slight breeze and no sun, so it was a very pleasant walk around Lake Ella.
Sadly, this was on top of a terrible night for me, having woken up from awful nightmares (involving Keely, no less!) several times starting after 2 am. I dozed off and on but never really got back to sleep. What’s up, brain? Why you no zzzzzz?
It’s a holiday Monday here in the States, so traffic was low, but the Lake Ella park was already starting to get busy by 7 am. Most businesses have signs along the lines of “back to normal hours!” and the only indication that a pandemic is still raging are the “mask required” signs. I bet those will disappear soon too, as soon as the local mandate is ended.
It’s weird to me that everyone seems to be pretending that things are fine, but one lesson I learned a while ago is that you can’t make people care about other people.
However the better part of the morning is that I was not very sore from my bicycle activities from yesterday! A miracle! So I went again, this time getting all the way up to E. Tennessee Street before turning back. The full route was 3.8 miles which is paltry on a bike but with the hills definitely taxed my legs. I still had to walk up a couple, but not as many as I so pessimistically expected.
I think the bike confuses Keely, since it has basically been room decor since I brought her home. She judges it very warily, in any case.