When Does A Walk Become A Jog?

How super-strange things can be…. Sometimes, when you are trying your most super-hard to make a living and keep the washing ticking over and the fruit bowl full – you might just find yourself saying to the people that matter, things that you don’t really mean.

For instance – “Just go upstairs while I finish making this apron – and I’ll bring you your lunch super soon” When it should be “Oh sweetie pops you ARE starving – let’s see what’s in the fridge! Aprons can wait.”

Or we can try “No we can’t go and see KungFu Panda today.. I have to finish these wallets and it’s super important”. The translation of which is “Sometimes we need to have fun – get your Crocs on”.

Perhaps you might have dealt with “Can we PLEASE collect all the sticky tape up because i have a lot of taping to do” (the reply to which was – the sticky tape is in the shop and you’ll have to wait until the shop is closed because we need it in there) – perhaps you might already know the correct response would be something like “It’s YOUR sticky tape too! You’re in this family and they can wait!!! They won’t mind. They are very NICE customers!”

The point is… it’s a lil crazy around here at the moment – but I’ve got out my special dictionary which can translate English into Human and I’m going to get on top of it, I reckon. Truly.

Something else I thought of today:

Day One of my 20 minute walk a day program (Advised that it takes 21 days to form a habit) – When do you know that it’s okay to start running..? For instance.. do you go “I’m just going to walk up to that tree and then start…” or do you go… “I’m putting the IPOD on.. and when it gets up to Destiny’s Child’s ‘I’ve Got a New Way to Walk’..i’ll start running then?” or do you just walk and walk and walk for days on end.. and then when the burning feeling goes away you start to sort of do a bit of a jerky jog then? Who knows?

The point is that at that point.. when you stop walking and start jogging… I just start laughing.. and then I have to walk.. because I look stupid running through the park and laughing. They’ll bring out the straight jackets. The park is RIGHT NEXT TO St Vincents Mental Health Unit. It’s probably FULL of mildly curvy people who are just making the cheery transition from walk to jog – and the peeps in white coats come over with a people-sized net and scoop them into the Mental Health Unit with one fell swoop.

You know what that makes me think? I think I may walk for ever-more. For my own mental health, of course. And in fear of the people-sized net (which may chafe).

xx Mikes