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Locked down but not out in Italy

Singing from the balconies! One nice thing about this crisis ... solidarity! “Guess you’re not living like a tourist anymore,” was the funny, truthful and somewhat gut-wrenching message of a friend the day the lockdown in Italy began. Today is day 6. My beloved Italia has been hit hard with the COVID19 epidemic. With the second largest elderly population in the world, the epidemic has meant a disproportionate amount of deaths in the country. So though I haven’t been worried about contracting it myself, this isn’t about me or someone like me who, if contracted it would probably have a sucky couple of weeks and then recover. It is about if someone like me contracted it and then spread it to a person with a complicated health history or an elderly person with a weakened immune system. Eerily orderly: Lines for the grocery store, each person one meter apart In a country with no concept (and no physical room really) for personal space, and in a city with reproachable hygie...
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Beer & Exercise (though not together)

Project 23: Cardio Kickboxing



I felt like I was back in my years of doing Karate. (yes, I did Karate at one point in my life). This probably would have been a good class to take if I had just been overlooked for a promotion or if I found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me with a friend. I, however, (and luckily) had no such issues and was probably feeling a little too even-keel for this class. I was more excited about hearing a track from the movie "Cutting Edge" than about the punching and kicking movements.

Side note: Relive the '80s with me! "Ride on time" - Black Box

Project 24: Kilkenny Cream Ale



We appropriately went to Ryan's Daughter, an Irish pub in Baltimore, in honor of my sister's birthday. Coincidentally, she was not with us. She is actually in Ireland itself, and we just toasted her from across the Atlantic (while I choked back my jealousy).

The beer was yummy! I might go toast my sister more often.

Why am I doing this?
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