Day 2,483 —Stopping to Look at the Wall— (with a picture of Lake of the Ozarks)

I read an article yesterday about how people around the world are hitting a covid wall, so to speak, which made me reevaluate my feelings. Most of the time when I am feeling something, I usually believe it has something to do with me. Is it something I am not doing? Or is it something I am doing? I have been experiencing anxiety thinking about all the unknowns in the future. When can I do a race and feel safe? Should I just sign up for one and try not to think about the unnecessary risk I am taking? When will my classroom start looking closer to how it did before? When can I go see a movie in the theater again? 

I know a lot of people struggle with the lack of social aspects concerning covid, but for me I still had my family and my cats, so I was almost always surrounded by people, but dealing with all the other parts of my life and having to restructure how I do things concerning this disease has been exhausting, and I don’t know what do, but keep going, like the wall you hit when you’re running. When you get down to it, your mind comes up with so many good reasons to give up and feel sorry for yourself, but you just keep going. I don’t know what my year or even this month is going to look like, but I have some ideas about today . . . I am glad I got to run today and take pictures and write this.