Instead of the 30-minute workout I'd been repeating for a month in my house with walking and light weights, I returned to the gym with its many workout machines and a one hour thirty minute regimen. I sweated, I became tired, I reveled in the variety. I plan to return today. Kind of makes me think of the song by Chicago: Saturday in the Park. The lyrics of that popular ballad were written by Robert Lamm in 1971 (the year I was married) for the Chicago V album published the next year. The opening stanza lyrics are:
Saturday in the park I think it was the Fourth of July
Saturday in the park I think it was the Fourth of July
People dancing, people laughing, a man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs...Eh cumpari, ci vo sunari [Hey, buddy, what's that sound]
Can you dig it (yes, I can), And I've been waiting such a long time for Saturday.
I could parody those words to become Saturday in the gym...People walking, people lifting, a man sanitizing...and I've been waiting such a long time for reopening. So life is beginning to return to normalcy or the new normal, as some have termed it.
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I'm ready to start seeing friends and family again...with precautions. I plan to wear the stylish masks my wife made for me, I don't plan physical contacts of welcome, and I'm going to limit distancing and numbers of those with whom I reconnect. With that plan in my mind, I'm ready to practice some Fitness Distancing by getting back in the habit.
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