Same old same old.
“It’s a beautiful day; how about the park?; do you want go anywhere else?; or hat about making xyz?; how about we blah blah blah?”
I am such a broken record. I bore myself. Nothing changes. This broken record spins and spins but the scratches get deeper. It’s not a great tune.
I was stuck in a rut. Hubby said ‘do what you want to do’ about something else today, but I took it as being valid for the whole day, and so I took myself for an unexpected Sunday stripe session. I just made that up btw 🙂
So, I made a new playlist and called it ‘calm jog’. Upon reflection I notice how this was unusual – I typically label playlists for how I am feeling in the moment (angry; grrr; melancholic pop are a few I have) but this one was labelled for how I wanted to feel.
I am a huge fan of compilations / mix tapes, but today’s collection was a decent mishmash of uncomplicated tunes from different genres, decades – and it worked – I didn’t skip any songs as I ran, which is pretty unusual too.
Off I went, on roads and tracks I hadn’t run before. I didn’t know the exact path to take, I just knew the rough direction. Only once did I look at maps, when I was suddenly all alone at the back of Throsby Creek. My gut instinct was right though. Trust your gut people. It’s linked to your heart and brain. It knows.
What my brain and legs didn’t know was how long left, was there an incline ahead, when can I stop? I did feel like stopping a few times, but I had a word with myself and said ‘no, you wanted this, you wanted a change, keep going, back yourself, you can do it’. And I did!
When I came out the other side of Throsby Creek (it really isn’t as scared as it sounds), I saw stripes everywhere. I haven’t seen so many for donkeys. Truly.
As my legs got too weary, I saw the exact message that I needed (see below). I find it so hard to relax, but maybe I don’t have to ‘stop’, I don’t have to ‘sit still’. I just need to slow this record down to 33rpm. I can still be me and move, I can just move slower.
Some stripes are broken lines. Each section achievable, one section/stripe/step after the next. I chose broken lines over broken records.
Whatever you feel you feel, but if you want to change it trust your gut, back yourself and look for those stripes. They help.
Love Stripes and Trees xxx
Stripes & Trees 