Mandatory Slow Down

I have a purple foot.

I badly sprained my ankle playing softball a week ago.  X rays were negative.  This continues my streak of bodily harm from church softball.  I’ve had bruised ribs, a curved spine and a chain link fence pattern in the top of my head all in the last two years… all from softball.  You’d think I’d learn my lesson.  But, as a result I’m forced to hobble around on crutches for a couple weeks.

You may be thinking… “It’s just a sprained ankle… walk it off”.  But there are sprains and then there are SPRAINS.  My foot is very purple and I would have taken my bandage and sock off and taken a picture for this blog, but nobody needs that.  So with the crutches, I’m forced to move at a much slower pace.  Walking from my desk to the photocopier, walking from my door to the mailbox, walking from the couch to the bathroom… all of which take more time and therefore require some planning ahead.

But here’s the deal, for many people the slower pace would drive them nuts.  But’s having a weird affect on me.  Sloth is setting in.  I’m really enjoying the slowdown. I was driving home from my In-Laws last night, taking the back roads to Farmington, enjoying the sunset and the open space.  I looked in my rearview mirror to see a line of cars following close behind me and I thought ‘wow, everyone is driving really fast’ then I realized I was driving about 30 mph in a 55mph zone. 

I was sitting on the couch tonight.  That’s it.  I wasn’t on my laptop, or watching TV, or on my cell phone or reading something or talking to anyone… Kristie asked me what I was doing and I said “I’m sitting on the couch”.  And she asked “Why?”.  I said “Why not?”  She didn’t know how to answer.  Now answer honestly, when was the last time you just SAT on the couch?  It’s pretty sweet.

Here’s my thought.  Everyone thinks faster is better.  Everyone thinks everyone else should move faster as well.  Fast fast fast.   I’m rebelling.  The swollen purple foot has gone to my head.  I like SLOW.  I think slow is better.  Slow is the new fast.  Slow is IN.  Slow is the new Little Black Dress. 

Comments

[Leo]

Welcome to the enlightenment...

[Nils]

At least you didn't burn your foot in a George Foreman(tm) grill and have grill marks.

[Kristen]

You're right... slow is the new fast.

[Mr D]

You could replace those turtles on the high speed internet commercials. This could be a great career move.

[Nancy]

Oh, John is so going to be on your side.