Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Today as I leave the Spring Street lobby of the Los Angeles Times and begin my trek home I am reminded of a couple things. First Little Engine That Could. I wobble, yes wobble that is what people do who are a bit over weight and have only one good knee to...we wobble. I wobbled up the hill repeating "I think I can. I think I can" and just like that little engine, I made it up that hill. Then as I was just about to the top the hill the cross walk sign changed and I thought uggh I'll never make that light. Then just like that little ant I got myself some high hopes and fought my way through the light. One hurt knee won't keep me down. Who am I kidding? ouch! Maybe I should drive to work...nah then I would have nothing to write about. When in reality today I can tell about the gross young lady to the right of me who is not only chewing gum she is also blowing bubble and slurping them back in. It has to be the most gross thing I've heard in a while. Oh, I forgot to tell you about the wonderful human being who almost knocked me off the stairs because I was hobbling to slow for him today. Being lame and I mean lame in the true sense of the word...unable to walk normally due to an injury affecting the leg or foot and not the other meaning something trying to be entertaining but is dull and uninspiring. Though who am I to say if I am not truly both types of lame. But I digress. Where was I? The gum popper/slurpper is breaking my concentration and it is not at all my adult a.d.d. Now the loud cell phone talker is behind me. Doesn't he know no one on the other end of the phone can hear him any way over the noise on the metro. Back to my point (yes I have one)...i have a new found respect for people who have to deal with these types of problems on a daily basis and I don't mean briefly like me but daily. God has shown me that sometimes I just need to slow my feet and self down. Take in your surrounding and breathe. You can't rush rush rush with only one good wheel. Walking slowly helps me to see more of what is around me and also reminds me I need to start taking better care of me...no body else is going to.

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