After moving from San Francisco to NYC over 10 years ago, this is a big change. When I moved to NYC, I only knew a few people. In NYC, I met my wife, grew my business, met new friends, changed my entire view on fitness, and so many other things.
My wife and I are both from California, so we've thought about moving back for a long time, especially since both our parents live in California.
Here's what happened to accelerate the move...
When COVID happened, I was fortunate that I could move fast — I got out of town, I set up a COVID fund for IWT employees, donated money to Feeding America, etc.
Part of the reason I started moving fast was a class I took in college on trauma, where we studied why certain people survived catastrophic events (e.g., plane crashes, concert fires, etc). One common characteristic of survivors was they acted fast.
Also...I've watched a lot of dark movies like Contagion, Children of Men, and Batman, so when I started reading the exponential charts, I was like....babe, we should get out of here. Right now. Worst case, I'd feel a little stupid if I was overreacting...but I'd rather overreact than underreact.
So I told Cass we should leave. It was pretty early on in March, before anyone really started leaving. We booked a flight to Sacramento to stay with my parents, but the morning of the flight, Cass woke up with a cough. We decided to change our plan.
She went on Airbnb and started looking for a house where we could stay for a while. I just asked for 2 things:
- Let's make it far away from NYC
- Let's make sure it's near a hospital
We found a place, booked it sight unseen, and drove up that day...
...and we've been there for the last few months.