There are many items that can overwhelm a person in a day. Consider this one thing: traffic.
Today as I was on the rod traveling between home, a conference event, and an airport hotel I found that people become overwhelmed on the road.
If you are stuck in traffic next to them for extended periods of time and are able to watch (which I unfortunately had the opportunity to do today) you can see them become uneasy, fidget, pick up their phone, start to yell at the cars and drivers, panic in their seats. It is rather disturbing as a driver on the road. Now I understand this doesn’t happen in all parts of the country. I envy those who don’t have to experience this chaos. I know everyone has to get somewhere, just relax. Listen to something soothing, a book perhaps, or call a friend, or don’t drive at hours that you don’t need to be on the road. I find that seasoned drivers aren’t the ones who are the overwhelmed drivers, itnisnthose who jump in their cars and fee they can beat the odds.
Do is all a favor- don’t.
It is my opinion, my blog but I just had to share.
I have always been one to speak up and say what I felt whether it be in my personal life or in the workplace. Especially if it comes to someone talking down to you and telling you ‘you are to serious’, ‘you aren’t understanding’, ‘you need to listen’, ‘you are too literal’, ‘stop and be less personal about things because you aren’t getting it’. To be honest when people continually tell you these statements how are you not to take them personally and make you want to speak out and say, ‘are you calling me stupid? Am I just an idiot to you because that is how you are treating me.’
I am tired of people doing this. If directions aren’t clear and understandable how are others suppose to follow and don’t talk down to people as it makes people feel degraded and disrespected. It leads to hate and anger.
I speak my mind and speak up because others don’t and I don’t think that others should keep quiet. If more spoke out then it wouldn’t leave those of us that do speak up be labeled as ‘outspoken’, ‘overbearing’ etc…
Have you ever heard someone explain a process and felt like all they wanted to do is hear themselves talk? They talked and talked and talked and no matter what you tried to explain- a stripped down, simpler version, a clarification: nothing mattered.
Keep It Simple Stupid (K.I.S.S.) best acronym in the world.
So many people just want to hear themselves and hear that they are right and think they are making a difference but really all everyone else does is tune them out. They have lost folks within the first five minutes because they can’t have a collaborative discussion. It is draining, tiring, and unproductive.
I have changed jobs, dealt with people who have been less than cordial and had people take advantage of me for either a job that I helped them get or to treat me indifferent for their own issues. It has just been a challenge but it hasn’t all bee bad.
In retrospect it has had its good points as well:
-I have had a successful go at 10k’s and half marathons this year
-I have a new job that has provided me with insight to my abilities
-I have a renewed hope for life and what it has to bring
-Friends are important even if they don’t always communicate
So in light of the negatives, I’ve had good points as well. Good bye 2016 and I welcome 2017 with open arms.
Training. You train and train and then you run. Do you do as well as you want- you hope too but one can’t predict how conditions will be, body will feel, or how mentally prepared you really are.
I bring these things up because recently my husband and I did 19.3 miles over two days. It was part of a RunDisney even in FL but the training and drive we put ourselves through to get there was more than we’d done for any 1/2 marathon we’d done previously. Already having a bad knee it was even more painful and grueling for me as I had to engage in wearing my knee brace once again- something I haven’t had to do for about three years now.
Everything started well, which was good because the 10k was a good race. I improved my time since my last 10k by two minutes and I get good after. A bit of swelling but we were still able to walk around at least one park in the afternoon. The next day for the half, I was a little more reluctant. My time was 12 minutes over my best 1/2 and I know that at least some of that time is chalked up to standing in line for the women’s restroom or a port-a-let because they did not have enough open on the course but I was dragging by mile eight. A ring on my right hand also was beginning to feel very tight and I had to take it off and string it through my necklace. Thank goodness that I didn’t lose it on the course! My knee, well- it felt like it was about the size of a grapefruit and that the screws were screaming to come out. I kept plugging along though to finish.
Why am I saying all this?
I trained. I had blisters, sweat, tears, and a swollen knee- I trained and I wasn’t going to let anything stop me from finishing. In fact the only thing that would was going to be balloon ladies if I ever saw them come up behind me. So if you are determined enough to continue moving forward toward your goal you can do anything.
In fact, on Thanksgiving, we ran another 10k to help feed the hungry. My knee has still been bothering me and I haven’t been out there running a whole lot- but it was my best 10k yet! I shaved 3 minutes off my time I ran earlier in the month and didn’t even try. What it boils down too is that all my training and hard work paid off and I wasn’t even stressed about it. I didn’t focus on conditions, how I really felt, or how mentally prepared I was. I just went out and did my best.
Sometimes in life that is what we all need to do. Do our best and be the best possible person we all can be.
When I was a little girl I loved watching the super heroes. The battled the bad guys, they fought crime, they restored goodness to all. I wanted to be a super hero to do everything that they did.
So as I grew I thought that I would be a Nurse. They were super heroes. They fought disease, helped people live, and restored people to their former state of health when possible. Then I had surgery on my knee and saw all the blood, the drainage bag, and all the horrible stuff that came with it and couldn’t bring my self to do those things- it wasn’t the right fit for me.
Years passed and when I got married I found a box with some old things in it. One of them was my super hero mirror of Wonder Woman. Oh I loved that mirror . I remembered how I wanted to be her and do the things she did. I could spin around and change in seconds to my flashy outfit and be someone who fought the bad guys and saved the day. I was tall too so it made being Wonder Woman even more important and spot on. Oh how I loved those days.
Through the years I’ve kept the mirror. Always thinking about how Wonder Woman would get through or do something, having a child and doing everything a mom does makes one a Wonder Woman in itself, but to truly have the power of the lasso and to be her would be awesome.
To me, I am a Wonder Woman. I may not have the golden lasso, the flashy outfit, or the fabulous boots, but I have my super fantastic family, my fierce mind, and my willingness to never give up.