Signs

Sometimes when I run the Signs are so obvious that I can’t NOT see them. Today’s signs made so much sense I have to share them.

I have gazillions of pictures on my phone that I snap while I am running.  I see something that is such an obvious metaphor for Life.  I grab a quick pic and keep trucking.  I write a blog post in my mind while my feet hit the ground and then by the time I get back home I am at peace with my Thoughts and writing it all down seems like it is no longer necessary.   To that end much of the time you are spared these brilliant epiphanies.

But not today! It’s your lucky day!

You may or may not know that I have been jamming in direct sales for over a year.  I am not a Sales Person.  Putting yourself out there is hard and scary and you’re not supposed to say “fuck” when you’re Being Professional so it is absolutely astounding to me that I have been at it this long and am experiencing even a moderate level of success.  The last few months I have really been trying to dig deep and figure out why I am doing this, how long I will continue, where I see this business going and what my Plan really is.  In every direction I just felt like I could see a few months into the future but I really couldn’t see myself further down that path.  Or I couldn’t see the path to get to where I did see myself.

So. I am thinking about all of this and slowly running uphill and I turn. I turned down a street I have run down a bazillion times but that I never, ever go down on my way up the hill.  I always detour when I am coming down (to break up the glorious downhill because I am a masochist.)

HILL BLOCKS VIEW.

Yep.  It does.  It absolutely does.  So, you gotta just Go. Go up over the hill and look.  You don’t have to go down it.  You don’t have to keep headed in that direction but you won’t ever, ever know what is on the other side of that hill if you don’t keep your feet in motion and get up over it.  There are hills in every direction that I look lately and I have been paralyzed with indecision because of them.  Not anymore.  The hills might be blocking the view but there is not a damn thing preventing me from sludging up them.

Onward and upward, friends.

Feeling pretty darn full of myself and content with the world I kept running.

STOP HERE WHEN FLASHING.

Even when I am at my most wise I max out at about twelve years old.  This sign made me laugh.  Why?  Why would you want to stop here when you’re flashing?  Why would you not want to flash elsewhere?  Or simply flash on the run (although technically then I suppose you would be streaking.)

What did I take away from this sign?  Life throws you a bone and gives you a little direction? Just do what you’re told.  Maybe it will be worth it.

So. That’s what a mile and a half of swimming and six miles of running will do to me.  Life.  All figured out.  Just like that with the help of some Signs.