Today’s Walk 1.110

When:  Wednesday– Late Afternoon- 4/18/2018
Weather: Low 70’s with a light breeze. Even what walking a good pace, the breeze reminded you it was a beautiful spring day. It whispered, “Seize as of much of me as you can!”
Radiating Charm
When I have another day where I feel like a piece of dog poop on the sidewalk that no one will look at or clean up, I will think on this day. On this day, I radiated charm. Those who might have ignored me chose to enjoy the perfect spring day and stay off the sidewalk. (Not a good day for swimming, but a super day for walking.). I merely had to look at people for them to melt and offer me sincere words of greeting. I can’t come up with anything I did differently today. With my recent past having days of the polar opposite, I would like to suggest I was wearing my “joy” today. I believe I loaded my smile gun before leaving the house. As people saw it, they couldn’t help but initiate a warm response. I will try and swallow a few Vitamin S[mile] throughout the day and hope for similar results.
Good pace
When you find a bicyclist who can provide you two favors in your brief time together on the sidewalk, you should be grateful. Today’s winner (the winner of the year so far) was not the fittest rider. He was mid-to-upper fifties. He looked like he hadn’t participated in any triathlons lately. But, he was wearing a safety helmet. As he prepared to pass, he gave the “Coming on your left” warning. He then followed it with a, “You almost walk as fast as I peddle.” I made a delayed attempt at a witty response before he was out of earshot.
Maybe the 80/20 rules apply to all aspects of life. If 80% of the bicyclist want to be impolite, then my objective should be to remember the 20%. If I go a whole day without someone making an effort to be friendly, I need to remember the days when they were friendly. When I am wearing my joy and oozing charm, I need to store up all of the gratefulness I can hold. When the walks are unable to restore me in any way, may I slowly make withdrawals from the rations I have stored in my “joy” vault.

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