Earlier this week, I said I was going to hit next week’s physical by giving it everything I’ve got – specifically, I talked about wanting to walk 1.5 miles each day.
I’m not at all a fan of treadmills or ellipticals. Don’t much want to do mall walking. So isn’t it lovely that I have a pleasant neighborhood to stroll through on evenings/weekends, while I work next to Portland’s east-side esplanade – I can walk outside! Getting fresh air, vitamin D and some bonus people watching to boot!
Except that it’s been raining a lot lately. And my schedule’s been jam-packed full. So full that I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get a walk in on Monday – yes the day that was A Day. Except that I needed to relieve a huge tsunami of tension, so snuck out of the office for a quick 2 mile walk along the esplanade, muttering & stomping as I went.And thus the #whimstomp was born.
Sure, it might have started as a way to exorcise some oh-so-very-Righteous Anger. (Note to the guy who inspired it:
Still hasn’t worn off yet. Anger now moved into indifference. Still might not want to mess with me yet – or ever. I defend my own.)
But in the aftermath, I realized it could only be used for Good. And may in fact inspire a more healthy, thoughtful approach of dealing with life’s hiccups.
How? Let’s use yesterday as an example.