Because I am always aware of how my actions are affecting others and expect people to do the same.
Because it seems that most people lack good manners, respect, and common sense.
One example of many: people walking 3 abreast makes it hard to pass these slow walkers on the busy sidewalks of Chicago.
I started writing this post Friday but never finished. It's been on my mind a lot because
•I've almost been hit by cars in the cross walks too many times to count by idiot drivers paying more attention to their cell phones than the road.
•Almost running into someone while walking home because they stopped suddenly to look at their cell phone.
•The clueless tourists who do the same thing to take a photo or simply block the sidewalk while looking lost looking at a map.
•Some of the marathon training groups running too many across making it difficult and dangerous (with the cyclists zooming by) to pass.
•The people who just stop or cross the lakefront trail without looking both ways for traffic. Incredibly dangerous.
It was like a sign
On Friday while I ran with CB I spotted this graffiti:
It's a duck. Quack quack.
I squealed with delight when I saw it (and probably scared the pot smoking teens who were nearby).
Little did I know that this "sign" would be a reminder for what was to come Saturday morning.
I ran 16 miles Saturday. it was my longest run since the Chicago marathon last year. The weather was nice and warm and the birds were singing (and the red winged black birds were holding meetings plotting their future attacks).
The Avon Walk was happening on the lakefront. Several thousand people were walking 10+ abreast blocking both directions of traffic on the path. The cyclists and runners were getting stabby at the participants and it provided for some tense moments on a day where we should all be enjoying ourselves. At one bottle neck, the cyclists and i were saying "on your left please move over" and the participants were saying "we're only out here 2 days deal with it." This rubbed me the wrong way so I shouted back "share the path." They didnt move.
This is a post for another day. But seriously, why do people feel entitled to do as they please without regard for others? Can't we all get along?
For the rest of my run I channeled my inner duck and felt less aggressive.
Yay happy things
I was happy with a Caramel High rise from Caribou post run.
Puppy kisses always make me happy.
Kelsey, Kim the Cat, Emily CB and I
Spending time with friends post run at the Veggie Pride Parade. I'm not vegetarian, but I like to swing both ways and have the best of both worlds.
CB even made a new friend!!
Later on Saturday between the storms, a gorgeous rainbow appeared.
And on Sunday L returned from Berlin with a huge stash of gummy bears for me.
So many things to be happy about!!
So why a duck?
Water rolls right off of duck feathers and metaphorically speaking I'm going to let all the things in the world that annoy me simply roll off of me. Ive come to learn I can't expect people to have the same standards of decency or common sense that I have. So when faced with clueless rude people, I will ignore them and walk away instead of getting full of rage.
After all, I'm a duck. Quack quack.