So, the astute - which is to say awake - reader may have noticed that I haven't been doing very well the past couple of weeks. Honestly, I think I lost my balance somewhere (and I can pretty easily guess where) and was having a hard time finding it again.
I think I might finally be starting to find that balance again... thanks to, of all things, Chopped.
Digression - Juno and I are big fans of certain cooking shows, especially Cutthroat Kitchen. Alton Brown torturing chefs foolish enough to set into that kitchen game show is one of our go-to things to watch on otherwise quiet evenings over dinner. I'm not a big fan of Chopped. Overall, I find it negative and oddly cruel in a way that Cutthroat Kitchen - which ought to be - isn't. Maybe because Cutthroat Kitchen plays it fun and Chopped plays it serious. Still, having watched every available episode of CtK multiple times and needing something to fill the silence when it's just me, I've started watching/listening to Chopped.
The last episode of Chopped I had on featured a chef who, through all the trash talking and mayhem, kept his cool and stayed positive. He didn't let it get to him. He didn't get dragged down and, in the end, that won him the episode. His attitude struck a cord in me.
Sure, I've had a lot of bad days lately, but I've had good days too. I've been letting the frustration about the things I can't do get to me, instead of embracing the things I can do.
Yesterday, energy-wise, it wasn't a great day. I wouldn't have been able to write this yesterday, because I was too tired to string together this many sentences. That's been really bothering me. Instead, I set it aside. I embraced what I could do. I lay down and I read a book. I even went and sat outside in the sun and read my book (and it's been ages, maybe literally years, since I did that).
It was a good day... because I didn't let it get to me. Because I remembered to take to the win.
I can do this.
Onward.
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