So, I found out I have Covid. It's actually pretty scary. It's strange, I have been craving so badly to have some extra free time. There is so much that I want to do. There is so much that I enjoy doing and really just never have the time for. Now, I have all the time in the world and my motivation is gone. It's actually extremely frustrating. My energy is at an all time low, and all I really want to do is lay in bed all day. I can't do pilates, I can't even leave my house. Until you are on the receiving end of this virus, I don't think you can fully understand what that means. I now see myself as a walking germ.  It's hard to believe that there are people out there who are either too stubborn to get tested, and therefore never know they have the virus and go on spreading it; or people who do get tested and still leave their house. The thought of infecting someone else actually terrifies me. I would seriously hate to be the cause of someone else getting sic