A LESSON FOR ME ON PERSPECTIVE YESTERDAY.

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I got a dose of traffic rage yesterday. I didn't take it out on anyone, I just internalised it, which I'm aware is just as bad, if not worse for the health, because it lasts much, much longer.

I had left the house to do the 45-60 minute drive to see the neuro guy and on leaving the house wondered why the traffic was going at 15-20mph maximum when these quiet rural roads are generally 60+mph (apart from the bendy parts).

I soon found out that there were three separate cycling events happening between me and my destination and the cycling packs had Police escorts that wouldn't allow any overtaking.
My only alternative was a 90-120 minute drive over a couple of mountain/hill passes, so I phoned my neuro guy to cancel but he offered to delay my appointment for 2 hours.

Still incandescent, I took the detour and saw this...
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a hill called the "Meikle Bin".

I grew up seeing this hill from my bedroom window, every day for 20 years, I've climbed it several times. There's even the remnants of a WWII Fairey Firefly fighter (now in a cage, I'm told) on the side of the hill. I have a sliver of metal from it in my fishing drawer that I took as a 14y/o before they put the cage around it.

...The difference was that from my bedroom from 1970-90, I saw the hill from the other side, the south/SSE side and here was me now looking at its northern/NNW slopes.

I was only another 30 minutes drive to my appointment and had 90 minutes in which to get there, so I took the opportunity to pull into a layby, remove the socks and boots, stick my feet in a stream for half an hour, while sitting on the bank with my flask of coffee and just enjoy the view.

Then the thought came to me... PERSPECTIVE!!!

Most of the time the world ain't gonna bend to my will and my plans, no matter how angry and frustrated I get.
Sometimes I just have to stop fighting the unfightable and just let the world happen to me.

Then sometimes the world will happen good things to me: even if it's just the simple pleasure of a coffee in the May sunshine, looking at nature with the feeling of clear, cold, clean water between my toes.
 
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It’s like my comment in another thread about trying to find joy in the moment. Just because I’m severely inconvenienced does not mean that I have to let it raise my blood pressure. Lovely photo, by the way.
 

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When I repeat this to myself, I let the old tool of rage go into the old tool kit, and reach for a comforting mug of calm the eff down.
The veins on my forehead don't pulse visibly when that happens.
Peace - Deeve
 

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I am Powerless over People, Places and Things


When I repeat this to myself, I let the old tool of rage go into the old tool kit, and reach for a comforting mug of calm the eff down.
The veins on my forehead don't pulse visibly when that happens.
Peace - Deeve
Thanks for the link, it's very appropriate for the flaws in my thinking.
I'm grateful.
 

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Perspective. It reminds me of a story (joke).

Back in 1984, Boris Becker is driving along in his $150,000 Porsche, hits a patch of ice, and totals it in a ditch. He climbs out and say "Damn. There goes a week's salary." A moment later, an East German farmer hits the same ice in his $1500 Trabant, and totals his car in the same ditch. He climbs out and says "Damn. There goes a year's salary." Boris looks at him, and tells him "Next time, maybe you shouldn't buy such an expensive car."
 

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I had to drive 20 miles out of my way to get home from across the river yesterday. Apparently there was an accident on Rt. 50. Every one was trying to go around by coming through town.
 

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For all very lucky reasons and choices, I have never lived more than 10 minutes from where I worked. It is one stress I've rarely had to face. On a couple motorcycle trips we got stuck in really long traffic lines. Biggest stress was the heat and my aching clutch hand.
 

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Life is too short to get really upset about traffic. I used to road rage. Slow traffic for a bike race wouldn't have triggered it. If someone cut me off, or tailgated me for a long time that would bring out the hulk. On more than one occasion I followed a**holes to their destination, or the police station in one instance. In many ways, I'm happy my testosterone has dropped in my old age. I live in Florida and encounter slow traffic often, I still wonder 'WTF is making us go so slow', but not angry, just frustrated at the pinheads who slow down highways to watch a cop give a ticket or watch heavy machinery dig a ditch.
 

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I've never had road rage since I got stuck in traffic once I finally found out the reason was that there had been a jumper from a bypass, onto the motorway. 😟
 

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For all very lucky reasons and choices, I have never lived more than 10 minutes from where I worked. It is one stress I've rarely had to face. On a couple motorcycle trips we got stuck in really long traffic lines. Biggest stress was the heat and my aching clutch hand.
I got into the habit of lane-splitting or riding along the shoulder when traffic stops moving years ago. My experience has been, on the rare occasions when I’ve got pulled over by police for doing it, is the cops, (so many cops ride motorcycles themselves) have always (knock wood) given me a friendly warning and let me go. When the weather is 80 plus degrees and the engine is baking my legs, lane-splitting is a necessity.
 




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