If I Could Wave My Magic Wand …Posted: August 22, 2012 | |
Why are the people hard to manage? Because those above them are fussy and have private ends to serve. That is why they are hard to manage-
When was the last time you truly enjoyed yourself playing (not like that perv)?. Take a gander at the peeps around you next time you go out for a run, what do you notice? We all want to do well no matter what we are doing: Cooking, cleaning, being a better mother or father. And its OK to feel like you want to be the best. Like duh?!? We’re mostly humans here and wanting to achieve is completely natural (so we were told).
Right now would be a good time to go for a walk or grab the flask from the lower drawer in your desk. Just saying …
Our society is completely punch drunk and obsessed with competitiveness. Screw it, no more holding back and toning it down for the granola crunchers of the blog-o-sphere: We have no idea what “PLAYING“ feels like anymore. Gotta run, gotta compete, one more mile, a few more sets. Performance is the needle you are addicted to it! The simple, playful pleasures in our lives are no longer desirable.
Instead of driving the kiddos to soccer practice hoping that they will be the next superstar (a .00000001% of that even happening). Pick up some Jamba Juice and go to a local park, and play. Better yet, break out some sidewalk chalk and get creative:
All of us are deprived of play each and everyday. It’s hard to delineate between running ( insert anything) and work. We base everything on time and performance. How about a flowing stream of sweat and a smile?
Bizzaro CultFit Workout … Yet another “workout” the EXTREME – ELITE fitness types think they invented:
What you need: Some mates, An open space, A few adult beverages (no VitaCoCo allowed) and a med ball that knows how to be treated.
Say hello to Hoover – Ball!!!
**Worry wort parents? The kids can play as well …!**
Have a beautiful day today peeps and ENJOY!!!
**The first peep from Canada – Land who can pinpoint the quote at the top without using the Google Machine, gets something!**