Lifestyle Recents

The Third Lockdown and What I Learnt About Sloths

“Why do I feel so lazy?” I implored, “Why have we become like this?”

Helena Nuttall

We were sat by the TV watching the final season ofThis Country; glass of wine in one hand and squares of galaxy caramel in the other. And that’s when I realised I was turning into Kerry, the overweight unambitious leading character who never leaves her boring village in The Cotswolds. I expressed my concern out loud and Henry laughed politely though he could probably tell I wasn’t joking and he probably started to worry that it was true. 

I thought back to the first lockdown and remembered the sunshine, the manic banana bread baking, the daily 5k runs, the online calligraphy courses.  And here I was on the sofa ten months later with less motivation than I had revising physics for GCSE. 

“Why do I feel so lazy?” I implored, “Why have we become like this?”

“Because the weather’s shit, we’re not allowed to go anywhere, and we’re not allowed to see anyone.” 

Well, what if this slow-moving-hibernation-type-state was actually survival?

I remember in year 8 at school sloths became something of a Tumblr fashion and we all set our blackberry home screens to pictures of them to compare under our desks during lessons. We went weak-at-the-knees for these super sweet little creatures. But as aesthetically pleasing as they may be, sloths are indisputably slow, sleepy and, quite frankly, stupid. Even their name translates into most languages as ‘lazy;’ they sleep for 20 hours of the day and often confuse their arms for tree branches. So while I was sitting on the sofa with no energy, watching trash on the television and killing brain cells with copious quantities of chocolate, wine and This Country, I think I caught a glimpse of what life might be like as a sloth.

I found an article titled Sloths aren’t lazy – their slowness is a survival skill. Their languid state has enabled them to survive almost 64 million years on the planet (for reference, humans have only been around 200,000 years). 

After being forced to stay at home in our bubbles for a whole year, maybe our bodies slowed right down to render it more bearable.

A sloth-like adaptation.

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