I was out for a run the other day and I just couldn’t seem to find my stride. I was visiting family so my route was on new terrain, I was wearing borrowed earbuds that refused to stay put and to top it all off, it was raining. I’ve been running long enough that running in the rain isn’t a huge deterrent, but it certainly doesn’t make for as pleasurable of a run. About halfway through the run I gave up on the earbuds and stuffed them into my pocket, deciding instead to let my heavy breathing and the splashing of the rain be my music (doesn’t quite have the oomph of my dance mix but it is more peaceful). I was trying to stay positive but was fighting thoughts like “I should have stayed in” and “this is going to be a poor run”. I was rounding the corner to turn back to my parents house when I saw another woman running towards me, just as soaked as I was at that point. She was on the opposite side of the road but as we approached each other I checked for cars and crossed towards her. I gave her a high five and said “way to go! Keep running!” and she smiled, high-fived back and said “you too!”. I finished my run with a smile on my face and it left a great impression on my soul as well.
This morning as I was out walking my dog at 6am I heard a bird giving its morning wake-up call in a tree in front of my neighbours open window. At first I thought about how annoyed I would be if I were that person trying to sleep and being awoken by a noisy bird (for I have been that person!). My next thought though was the complete opposite: “What,” I imagined, “if that person specifically left their window open so that they could be woken up to the sound of birds singing?”. Even though it is not my ideal way to be awoken from slumber (the smell of coffee brewing would do it for me, if anyone is taking notes) it does not mean that someone else does not enjoy what I might consider to be bothersome. What if we changed our thinking to view the ‘noisy birds’ in our lives as beautiful music to our ears?