I thought I would be hiking with my partner and son in Wyoming right now. He talks about how wide open it is, how different from the Bronx, where we live. I was really looking forward to seeing the beauty of it through his eyes.

But so many things have changed. I’ve always wanted to make sure that I’m part of the solution and not part of the problem. So that means I’ve got to rearrange my thoughts about retirement. I signed up online on March 15.

I’m in a higher than average risk group, so there’s a lot of concern from my family. Just age puts me at a modest risk. And I’m a fairly recent cancer survivor. I had surgery and radiation therapy and chemotherapy and those things have an effect on your immune system.

There have been a lot of discussions with the family. If you’ve had anybody in your family or close circle who’s gone through the trifecta of cancer treatments, everybody’s done a lot already. They’ve invested a lot in me being alive. I think of this even when I get on my bike: “I better not have a crash because people really worked hard to keep me alive.”

For my family and friends, I don’t want to take an undue risk. And I also have this funny pressure of, “Oh my goodness, if I got sick and I’m in a higher risk group to have more difficult complications, then I myself would clog up an E.R. spot or a hospital bed or a ventilator. I can’t do that, those are precious resources!”