Mid-Week Emotional Check-In: Anger Edition

Vancouver is a tremendously active city. Everyone is always out biking or running or (god help us all) even rollerblading.  I live along the sea wall, which is like a homing beacon for the uber active.  You can go for miles in all directions engaging in your activity of choice. All of this is lovely…when you’re not injured.

Lately, I have been struggling with my sea wall commute to work.  Every day as I walk to and from the office, there are people running.  Hordes of runners looking all happy (okay, I may be projecting here) and full of oxygen and flaunting their fully functioning musculoskeletal systems.  I want to be happy for them, I really do.  The problem is that I simultaneously want to clothesline each one of them as they run by, and then lecture them about how grateful they should feel for being able to run.

I’m not normally an angry person, but I cannot suppress the undercurrent of seething rage that sparks inside of me as I watch others do what I still cannot do.  After more than two full months. Fortunately it passes quickly because rational me understands that these runners are not, in fact, rubbing their running in my face. Rational me also knows that it is a gross assumption on my part that they aren’t grateful for their ability to run. But every once in a while we need to allow ourselves a few good minutes of irrational anger directed at completely innocent people…right? And so, in conclusion, if you live in the False Creek area, you may want to keep an eye out for an innocent looking bystander with a propensity for the unexpected clothesline.*

*Obviously this is not a real threat.

 

 

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