The week gone by — May 3

There won’t be any gatherings at the start line.

No high-fives en route.

No greetings at the finish.

The 5K for the school where my exercise class instructor Jamie works is still happening this year, but because of … you know … the runners and walkers won’t be all in one place.

Instead, it’s a virtual 5K, where everyone takes part where they live, even on their treadmills.

So on the morning of May 31, Suzi and I will hit the road. One of our regular walking routes is close to three miles, so we’ll probably take that one. It’s even on the same trail as the 5K.

And we’re still raising money, so if you want to chip in a few bucks, here’s the place to do it.

I may or may not bring this up the next few Sundays.

STUFF I WROTE

Let’s go to some games — Imagine you could just close a door and go wherever you wanted. Who’s with me?

All the shows you’d ever want — Everybody who’s anybody (and pretty much everyone who’s not) is streaming something, and my pal Al Gorithm wants you to know about it.

Time to leave the house, everybody! — The nice weather got everyone outside.

STUFF I READ

Let’s Talk About … Death (By Alexandria Rae) — There’s nothing I’d rather talk about less, but I read every word of this, and you should, too.

Getting a PhD in Sweatpants (Dr. Susanna Harris for Promega Connections) — She defended her thesis in front of her dogs while wearing sweatpants because she thought it was funny. I like the way she thinks.

April was no better (On The Fly) — Life is a rollercoaster right now.

The Low Days (Rosie Culture) — They happen, and I think at this point all you can do is hope the next day is better.

Fake It ’Til You Make It (Buffalo Sauce Everywhere) — When advice does not mean what you think it means.

What Do You Enjoy Doing? (Strikeouts + Sprinkles) — I’m still working on my list.

the harsh magic of someone else’s carelessness (Always Coffee) — There are probably worse things than being this kind of “too much.”

Let’s Talk About “Negative” Emotions (Quirky, Confused & Curvy) — They’re going to happen. What matters is how you deal with them.

Quarantine Cliches (Millennial Life Crisis) — As long as you don’t harp on me about learning new skills.

Quarantine Induced Shopping Disorder (The Return of the Modern Philosopher) — He did get ice cream this time.

Random Silliness #2 — A Favorite Memory (Life Lessons From Around The Dinner Table) — Sometimes, you just have to laugh.

In which I shrink the cashmere (Witty Written Word) — I’ll now probably worry about bleaching dark clothes for at least the next two laundry cycles.

Behind the scenes: first steps of homebuying (Sunshine With Savannah) — It can be a crazy process, but it’s rewarding.

“Feeling destabilized and disoriented or pushed to a breaking point doesn’t make us flaky or weak. It makes us human.”

How old would your favorite baseball player be if you didn’t know how old he was?

TWEETS I LIKED

I have multiple answers. What are yours?

What is a piece of writing, on the internet (i.e. not a book), that you return to or at least consider foundational?

— patrick (@redford) April 29, 2020

Me too … me too.

I miss baseball. 😔#CovidSucks

— DZ (@YankeesFan4299) May 2, 2020

I can.

If you’re over 40, I bet you can hear this screenshot … pic.twitter.com/FF8zPXc4uS

— Super 70s Sports (@Super70sSports) April 28, 2020

The first time I saw Diana Taurasi play, when she was a freshman at UConn.

Do you remember when you first fell in love with women’s hoops?

Whether admiration for a specific player or an Olympic, WNBA or NCAA game, women’s basketball devotees usually have a memorable starting point.

Tell us your story!https://t.co/YN2tckLNzm

#MyFirstBasketballLove

— Swish Appeal (@SwishAppeal) May 1, 2020

Even after baseball returns to America, I may still look for Monkeys broadcasts on Twitter, because their games are never over ’til they’re over.

Rakuten Monkeys 👀👀 No lead is safe #CPBL

— Jay Electronica's Lawyer (@tim_sokol) May 1, 2020

Heavens no … and I say that as someone who’s fully down with the current banana bread moment.

I really hope this quarantine doesn’t last until the fall. The last thing we need to see is everyone’s homemade pumpkin spice bread.

— Tyler Gildin (@TylerGildin) April 28, 2020

Mine have settled down a bit lately, but for a few nights I was having some wacky ones.

If you're not having weird dreams every night are you even in lockdown?

— Elena (@Elena_Allegra) April 29, 2020

My kind of schedule.

Proud of myself. Accomplished everything on my to-do list today and it's only 8:27 am. pic.twitter.com/Yn3GwSdz3X

— Claudia 🇨🇦🇮🇹 (@CPFalcone) May 2, 2020

We have a robin convinced it owns our lawn, but the rabbits are returning, so we’ll have to see how that goes.

The territorial Robin in my garden is deeply unimpressed with the huge pigeons poking around for twigs. He's sitting in a high branch singing loudly, presumably telling them to bugger off out of his garden.#robins #gardenbirds #mygarden

— Smelly Socks and Garden Peas (@AndSmelly) May 2, 2020

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