Monday, March 23, 2020

Today.

Today is the day we should be getting back into it. Monday after Spring Break. Chopping it up (as the kids say) in the Square Track Lobby or the Fancy New Conference Room in McCann. Checking in with everyone. Questions, questions, always questions, our days usually revolve around questions, answers and little and big decisions that need to be made, seemingly at every moment. Oh, how I’d so welcome to be pummeled with questions, annoyed with idiotic queries, overwhelmed with decisions small and large.

Stuff like: How was Spring Break? Did you train enough? Did you train well? No stupid crap on the beach, I hope? Were you able to find a track to get workouts in? Road fartleks? Is this snow (snowing here today in the mid-Hudson Valley) gonna stick on the Vassar track and impact our workout tomorrow? What event(s) you wanna do at Monmouth? Coach, am I gonna make the travel squad for Colonial? What about Bucknell? Can I go home for Easter after the meet? When do we register for fall classes? What time is practice gonna be in the fall? Are we going to the track tomorrow at 11a or 12:30p? Do you need drivers? Can we get a fourth van? Where are the starting blocks? What time does the bus leave on Saturday? How many recruits have committed for next year? Hey, I heard it’s supposed to snow again on Wednesday, will we have to go to the rail trail instead of the track?

These are the questions that should be swirling around my head. My phone should be buzzing with texts about when and where to meet. Instead? Instead. I’m brewing another coffee. At home. Flannel shirt is on, still untucked. Kids are sleeping. What’s the urgency for them to wake up? Trying to avoid reading the latest blaring headlines in the New York Times. Keeping the TV off. For now. How long are we going to be social distancing, locked away from each other? Heck man, this is just STARTING.

Funny, isn’t it? How much the world has changed. What Monday, March 23, 2020, would normally be (all those questions)? What Monday, March 23, 2020, has become (a lot more other questions, ones we never thought we’d have to pose)? Today.

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