The ripple effects of the pandemic have done more damage than the virus ever could or would. There was this unspoken agreement that everyone seemingly opted into which had us all moving and pretending as though we had to function and perform at the most optimal levels—regardless of how near COVID loomed. In 2020, I had to teach myself how to give myself grace in the same mechanism I give myself expectations; grace to me manifested in moments when when I was too mentally fatigued to produce, developing a workout routine to keep my body occupied and in shape, spending as much time safely outdoors, scheduling FaceTime calls with my family and verbalizing the moments I needed love and additional support from my loved ones.
“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.” – Audre Lorde
I built my workouts with my trainer into my calendar like it was an in-person meeting that could not be moved. Three times a week we hold virtual HIIT sessions where I am able to show my mind just how strong my body is. On other days, I spend at least 30 minutes outside—soaking up sun if possible, but simply getting fresh air.