Two Weeks in Quarantine: Day Four

A complete circuit is 82 paces (87 for Lois). Each circuit takes about 40 seconds. Sixty circuits in each 40-minute exercise session. Four thousand, nine hundred and twenty paces. Anti-clockwise.

The outside decking area beside the pool and gym (both of which are out-of-bounds) has been made available for the inmates to exercise on (‘Walking Only, No Vigorous Exercise’) supervised by a member of the New Zealand armed forces – presumably making sure we don’t escape or break any of the social-distancing rules.

We are allowed to book into one 40-minute exercise slot per day and have to get in early to book for the next day as they quickly fill up.

There is another, smaller exercise yard in what was the main entrance to the hotel. You don’t need to pre-book that one, just turn up and take your chances. But given that it is only about 20 paces around, with no plants or view of the sky, it is less popular anyway.

We have got into a pattern of a 40-minute slot on the pool deck each morning before breakfast. Round and round. Anti-clockwise. Eighty-two paces. Sixty circuits. And then a short spell in the entrance lobby after supper.

Apart from that we are confined to our room.

I am developing a greater empathy for prisoners.

And for caged animals.

2 Replies to “Two Weeks in Quarantine: Day Four”

  1. Hi Peter and Lois,
    Just a rather left-field suggestion. When we were in the first lockdown I did a few 10minute sessions from YouTube with a dance teacher from Sydney called Nathan Short. He pops up if you search for him. Style ranges from disco through to Latin with great music and he has a very up beat teaching style and it’s good fun. By the way Kelly-Marie hosted a Dance Class social on Zoom and I wasn’t sure if you got an invite. She said she hopes to do another one so I’ll forward you the invite if she does. Her husband is having surgery so it won’t be for a few weeks. Sending you both lots of love, from Alison (in very rainy Coventry)

  2. You may have dreamed about this possibility – a chance to be alone. Really alone. Just the two of you, to do what takes your fancy.
    Looking back on this time, some day, you may regret making the most of it. Meantime dont escape, or run, or overeat ( I hear the food can be much) and put all those wonderful practises into being. x

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