Not to be that person but, guys, my instagram game is so on point right now.
Friends, it has been almost a month – again. Whoops! There isn’t much to say on it: I had nothing remotely positive to say and no strength to say much of anything. It was also good to just take more time off after being so plugged in to this blog for the first few months of the year with the Self-Care Challenge. It was almost like staying away for a long while was the ultimate self-care for the time.
Things are a little better. I don’t want to jinx it or anything, but the past few days have been a lot better, mental health wise, than what this year has turned out to be so far.
I’m forcing myself outside every day now, and it makes a world of a difference. Actually sitting with nature for a few minutes every day infuses some calm and joy into me. It’s also a very doable goal, since it’s literally just go hide under trees in the backyard, making it more achievable in the days when I don’t have any effort left in me to put into anything. I take a book outside and/or coffee (or wine!) and/or a notebook and just soak up a few minutes of birdsong.
I’ve also been doing yoga every day for this month. Monthly challenges are apparently where my strength lies. It’s been really great.
Other than that, it’s been more or less the usual. I’ve been able to face a few things I’d been avoiding and dreading and I feel a little less scared. I read a few books that gave me strength and hope and inspiration and I’m doing my best to sort of focus on that, consciously keep those perspectives that make me feel better in mind. Mindfully battling the monsters in my head, I guess. Reading has been my anchor and my refuge a lot this year, and I am so thankful that I was able to find not just escapism but small nuggets of ideas that buried themselves in my brain that, when cultivated, really help.
I haven’t found a magic formula and I’m not just suddenly okay. But right now, at least, right at this very second, I feel like I can fight for okay a lot better than, say, a couple of weeks ago.
I definitely want to make a favorites post for this month and I want to get back to WIAW. But no promises or pressure. My foot is still injured – it’s, in fact, worse. I have an appointment coming up, but I’m about to hit three months without running and it’s taking a big toll on me. I miss it like crazy. I don’t know how people cope with not being able to run and I’m low-key terrified of what this might be or might mean for my running future. But I’m trying to remain positive and do as much low-impact exercise as I can.
In the meantime I’m trying to live the best life I can with what I have now and with where I am now and with all the limitations, both concrete and palpable as well as brain-related. If nothing else, it makes for prettier pictures.
I hope you guys are all doing really well. Tell me things. How is summer (or winter, if you live upside down)? What’s the best book you’ve read so far this year? How, good lord, how do you cope with running injuries?
I am wishing you all so many good things.