I can’t imagine a more perfect metaphor for how I feel about Covid-19 than how I feel about hiking. Let me explain… I Used to Hate Hiking. And I tried to like it for a long time. I grew up in Virginia, went to college in Virginia, and was located by some of the most beautiful hikes in the U.S. But every time I went hiking, I despised it more, until I eventually just stopped trying. In my mind I would try to justify hours of gruesome uphill tourture with the glorious ten minutes of looking at a pretty view. What was the point, I asked myself. I came to the conclusion that a pretty view wasn’t a significant reward for hours of pain. A few years later, after college, I was living at home, attending grad school, when I decided to give hiking another try. My Mom and I…