Back on my bike
How far can I walk today?
Processing zoom packed meetings and information overload of daily statistics in local parks
How can I care for my staff, family and friends remotely?
Thinking about the new ‘me’ and the old self receding
We all adapted to Covid, somehow
A much longer journey than anyone realised at first
We found our work arounds at home to share personal, employment and education spaces
My daily escape – a plod in a green open space
Feeling sad but not entirely knowing how to address
Overwhelmed but still going forwards
Feeling positive of the time its given with my kids
Adjusting to not seeing many others
I found that Sunday was the return of my thirst for the bike
After two years of inaction, while everyone seemed to be peddling but me
I could only walk - slowly
But no, my beautiful bike beckoned me
So many people have been adversely affected by Covid
We all remain in limbo but some signs of ordinariness are also returning
So many alongside will be feeling loss in a world full of displacement – take Afghanistan
I must balance the joy of freedom on my bike with a wider reality check
For too many there is no escape from poverty, adversity, inequality
We live side by side but experience so many things differently
For myself leading a charity I look around for support from staff to make small progress
Finding solace in activity; taking note of surrounds as I try to move forwards - slowly
I hope, always I, he, she, they, we keep hope…
So that also means for me, back on my bike again soon.
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