Every day at bedtime, my daughter complains that her legs ache. This is not a surprise. After 18 months of mostly being home, combined with being on crutches all of August and in an ankle brace all of September, she is tremendously out of shape. That 40 minutes of exercise in gym every day has her muscles balking.
I sit here watching her swim laps, working on her endurance with the rest of her class…and I realize she is not the only one in need of more stamina.
My daily fatigue has been with me since the pandemic started, and I attributed a lot of it to my anxiety levels being through the roof. My anxiety often manifests as deep fatigue. Add to that the fact that I often only get about 6 hours of sleep a night, and it made sense.
But now I think there is another factor. As we move back to a more normal-ish existence, I am going out more. Socializing more. Interacting more.
And my mental and social muscles are flabby. I have no stamina.
The 45 minute drive to my folks’ house, which used to be nothing, is a grueling trek.
Going to a meeting in person makes me want to hibernate.
Focusing for 4 hours at an online conference drains me.
I need to build my stamina again.
I find myself working in bursts, trading spurts of productivity with times of scrolling mindlessly online or napping.
Concentration and socializing skills need exercise to stay in shape. This is the “learning loss” I have experienced during this upheaval.
While my daughter works on her swimming endurance, I will continue to work on getting myself back in mental shape.
I hope I can, because I am tired of not feeling like myself. It will take work, time, and patience–which is just another way of saying stamina.
Stamina–CoronaLife Day 607
Every day at bedtime, my daughter complains that her legs ache. This is not a surprise. After 18 months of mostly being home, combined with being on crutches all of August and in an ankle brace all of September, she is tremendously out of shape. That 40 minutes of exercise in gym every day has her muscles balking.
I sit here watching her swim laps, working on her endurance with the rest of her class…and I realize she is not the only one in need of more stamina.
My daily fatigue has been with me since the pandemic started, and I attributed a lot of it to my anxiety levels being through the roof. My anxiety often manifests as deep fatigue. Add to that the fact that I often only get about 6 hours of sleep a night, and it made sense.
But now I think there is another factor. As we move back to a more normal-ish existence, I am going out more. Socializing more. Interacting more.
And my mental and social muscles are flabby. I have no stamina.
The 45 minute drive to my folks’ house, which used to be nothing, is a grueling trek.
Going to a meeting in person makes me want to hibernate.
Focusing for 4 hours at an online conference drains me.
I need to build my stamina again.
I find myself working in bursts, trading spurts of productivity with times of scrolling mindlessly online or napping.
Concentration and socializing skills need exercise to stay in shape. This is the “learning loss” I have experienced during this upheaval.
While my daughter works on her swimming endurance, I will continue to work on getting myself back in mental shape.
I hope I can, because I am tired of not feeling like myself. It will take work, time, and patience–which is just another way of saying stamina.
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