Thursday, June 25, 2020

spike in new language

So with COVID came a new vernacular. 

Or maybe not new, but words or expressions that have become commonplace.

Shelter in place.

Self-quarantine.

Flatten the curve.

Social distancing.

Face coverings, masks.

Pandemic.

The congenial have-a-good-day now largely replaced by stay-safe.

And many more, I'm sure.

I'm talking to M. She was on a Zoom call recently.

"People are starting to look coviddy," she says.

"Coviddy?" I ask (though I think I can guess).

"You know, a lot of people look like they've put on the COVID-15." She's referring to the 15-pound weight gain that used to be called the freshman-15.

"And then there are the beards. The greying hair. The unkempt look. I think COVIDs become an excuse for people to just let themselves go."

And while I haven't seen people in months, I don't think that's been true of my friends... more true of me, than them.

All of them seem to be exercising, maybe even more than before. They all seem to be participating in Zoom exercise, yoga, and meditation classes.

I've been walking some lately, but I hate the heat and usually return home before 10,000 steps.

No one I know (except me) has let their hair go. They've used at home coloring, or have gotten their hair professionally colored in states that have opened salons.

And I might be the only one I know who has gained any weight. But the 6 pounds I'm still up (not 15, thankfully) is more a result of leaving Saks than COVID.

But I definitely have the most coviddy hair of my friends. For now, anyway.



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