I went running today at the local forest preserve. And to start out, it wasn’t such a pleasant experience. I’ve been breaking my workout routine and haven’t been doing anything for a few days, so I was out of step. My fingers were cold, I was feeling all bloated, my back was throbbing, and I had a developing headache.
But every stride was one closer to making my way around the 4 mile long path, and with summer fast approaching, I knew I needed to run every inch of those 4 miles.
(Today was one of those days where I wasn’t feeling okay with myself.)
All of the sudden, I had to stop, because there, 15 feet away, was a deer. She was just standing there, eating. She heard me stop and looked up at me, and we stared at each other for a few seconds.
I remember reading about how you should never keep eye contact with a strange dog or bear because they’ll run and attack you, but I didn’t know if that also applied to deer. I was silently panicking, not knowing if the deer would break out in a vicious assault.
I was perfectly fine.
She actually just put her head back down to keep eating, seeming to forget that I was still in her presence. And I watched her for a few more minutes, wondering how long it would take until I finally scared her off. But I never did, and I left her right where I found her.
I always consider wild-animal-sightings as being really special and magical; I was the equivalent of starstruck, in a way.
It was like I had just seen Robert Pattinson at the forest preserve. Looking like a female deer. Eating foliage.
And as I was about to drag myself into a jog again, I realized that I was wasting my time. Sure, I want to get rid of the pudge that’s accumulated on my body, but I don’t want to kill myself over it. I had just seen a deer (which, again, I deem as super exciting) and I enjoyed that. I should be enjoying what I’m doing. Getting fit should be fun, and if one day I’m not feeling it, then no big deal, just take things slow. The whole time I was running, I was focusing on ignoring pain and how much longer I had until the end. I want to be able to think about how good I feel when I work out.
So, I walked the rest of the way, and focused on the trees, the birds, the plants, the water. I stopped a few more times along the way, to watch the stream moving, to watch ducks cleaning themselves.
We shouldn’t be doing things in life if we aren’t happy about it. Sure, we might have to complete a task for our job that we don’t like, and that’s fine, it’s all part of what we signed up for. But if we don’t even like our job as a whole, then that’s where we’ve got the problem.
Do things that make you happy.
Give yourself permission.
Go find a deer.