Another sunny day in Northern Ireland, but another 12 deaths bringing our country’s total to 48. Over 3600 dead in the United Kingdom as a whole. It’s getting to the point where the numbers are almost irrelevant, they lose their meaning and impact the more they rise. Every day is worse than the one before, they say it will peak at Easter. But, what then? And for many, it will already be too late then.
The girls have been busy with their crafts. Fionnuala is making Easter decorations as I type this and the girls spent the other day making a beautiful heart display for our front window as a tribute to our National Health Service who are fighting the virus on the front line. Every Thursday evening at 8pm the nation is being asked to stand at their front doors and applaud such key workers. It has become a national middle finger to coronavirus.
Adam’s school held its Spring Concert this morning online and Adam was awarded rugby colours for the 2019-2020 season. This was kind of his teachers as he spent most of that time injured but turned up every Saturday to support the team in any way he could. Hopefully when all this is over he will have a full year fit and healthy to play rugby in his final year at Lurgan College. It’s the least he deserves for the way he is tackling his rehabilitation.
I ran just over five miles this afternoon. It’s been three weeks since I last ran but, at times today, felt like three years. But I did it and my time was a slight improvement on yesterday. It was good to get out in the fresh air and run along the country roads outside our village. My plan is to run or walk every day I’m off work. Keeping my mind and body healthy for when reality returns to this crazy world we live in. Stay safe everyone.