Pandemic Journal, Day 638

The rain stopped this morning, so we were able to take our usual Tuesday morning walk on the Los Gatos Creek Trail. It wasn’t as crowded as it often is, but we did run across a few other walkers, including one wearing a jacket with a LOT of patches – one of which was for the South Bay Striders Volksmarching Club.

We were members of the Striders back in the ‘80s and ‘90s, but things got busy and we dropped away, though we kept walking. I asked whether the club was still going, and it is; they have occasional one-day events and support quite a few Year Round walks. And they try to get people together on Wednesday afternoons to walk one of the local Year Round trails – we may join them on tomorrow’s walk.

Sometime in the summer of 1989 – Diane is pregnant with Jeff.

You never know what you’ll find on a walk!

Pandemic Journal, Day 637

It rained today – not nearly enough to break the drought, but enough to make it feel like a good day to stay inside, which is what we did for most of the day. We did keep our morning appointment at the JCC with our trainer, and we even managed a quick walk right afterwards – but then it was cocooning, cooking, watching TV, and reading until after dinner.

Tonight was the Limmud (teaching session) with our last Rabbinic candidate; the candidate took us through texts about the Sabbatical year (when we are commanded to let the land rest), and how we could apply “lying fallow” to our own lives. I found it very interesting and helpful.