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  • Writer's pictureMarc Lalonde

Dispatch from behind quarantine lines

My daughter grows more feral in her room every day. She stays there all day and comes out at night, like a teenage vampire, and junk food is the elixir for her melancholy. That, and making Tiktok videos and putting them online.

Yes, I’m well aware the Chinese are probably spying on us through Tiktok, but it makes no nevermind to me at this point of the quarantine game. The freedoms we once took for granted may soon be gone the way of the dodo and the penny in Canada.

As I spend my time around the house doing everything II can to keep myself busy and my mind occupied and I think often of the Shawshank Redemption, the Stephen King novella-turned-feature-film classic, and I speak to myself in the Morgan Freeman voice a lot.

‘Some men can’t be caged,’ and I repeat that to myself frequently.

I’m fortunate to have a lot of fitness equipment in my home and a small home gym where we can go in and exercise any moment of the day. My daughter literally lives that ethos. I walk my dogs just before bed every night and I get in late. These last few days, even later than usual. The other day, my 15-year-old daughter was finishing up an abdominal set at 11:30 p.m. as I got in from walking the dogs.

Then, the little rat stole the shower out from under my nose.

Kids, man.

I took a minute to reflect on what complete and utter shitstorm the last few months have been, taking into account a major surgery on my torn right quadriceps muscle, a good friend’s suicide, a miserable January and February and now this confinement to our homes.

It sucks rocks, man.

This breaking down of societal fabric us something I’m just not sure my psyche was ready for. I’m not sure it’s something any of us were ready for.

We all are forced to deal with a situation that’s unpleasant. No matter who you are or where you live, this problem has become partly yours to handle, but yet there it is and we’re all forced to handle it, for better or for worse.

So, back to training for a second.

I’ve been fortunate to equip myself with a ton of really great workout gear and there’s not really anything I’m missing to get a great, thorough workout every day. Sometimes, I lift twice a day. And some days, like today, I hardly ever stopped lifting at all. I was also fortunate enough to purchase a couple more extra-heavy dumbbells at the Fitness Depot yesterday and so there’s finally heavy enough weight in my home to challenge me appropriately.

It’s nice.

Worked out from 1:45 to 6 p.m., taking breaks only to start heating up supper and refill my water bottle. It was...a long one. Couple it with frequent walking breaks with the dog and I guess life could be worse. I mean, there are worse things that have happened.

I mean a worldwide pandemic could be threatening our very way of life or something.

Oh, wait.

Although, it appears the end of the world will likely be delayed at least a couple of weeks, so no stress eating just yet. For now.

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