I skated another 7.5 miles today.
I feel guilty for animatedly talking about one of my peers behind her back. If I could learn to let go of a grudge, or at least keep my mouth shut about it, I’d be better off, but a big part of me wants to keep holding it because I’ve been burned a few times and I guess I’m preparing myself for when it happens again.
COVID is teaching a plateau in my state, but we are moving into Phase 3 in July and more things will be opening. I’m worried that reopening too soon will kill a lot more people and make the pandemic last a lot longer.
Supervising staff from home sucks.
My mood is all over the place. I go through my work day with a fair amount of confidence and then at night I ruminate about whether or not I said or did the right things.