MY SECRET DRUG
Too many times, I have found myself being kind to people I
did not want to be kind to—people who excelled in earning my ire. I found myself displaying kindness and
understanding in situations I did not want to be kind and understanding about.
The asshole should not have been treated kindly. Was my kindness an acceptance of the futility
of trying to correct someone else’s behavior? Maybe, but I realized there was more. A quick list of unwanted kind behavior
exposed a pattern.
When I should have been asking, “Why the fuck are you
talking to me?” instead of answering, “I’m fine thanks. How are you?” and making polite conversation;
when I returned a high-five instead of turning away; or when I chose to ignore a comment, rather
than land a right hook; I had just finished a high-intensity work-out. There lies the secret: endorphins! Endorphins, we all know, are our very own,
personally manufactured, natural narcotic.
Endorphins make us happy, they numb us to pain, and apparently they
cause us to be kind.
Being kind is uncontrollable when I am high on
endorphins. My physiology is peace. In the moment endorphins are surging through
my body, I simply do not give a shit about how I had been wronged or what a
jackass the person in front of me is.
Rather, I am all Buddha-like with compassion for all sentient beings. One Love is ringing in my ears, and is all I
know.
How do you practice kindness when you seriously dislike your
in-laws, but are headed over to their house for a family dinner? Easy answer now that we know the secret. Do sprints immediately before heading
over. You do not want to be kind to the
lying sack of shit? No problem. Completely avoid him or her immediately after
your endorphin fix.
Be warned, though, some acts of kindness under the influence
of your post-work-out high will sometimes result in delayed disbelief and
annoyance. Our mind creates uproar
because it was left out. “Why didn’t I
say this or that instead? What the hell
was I thinking?” Kindness does not come
from thinking. Kindness comes from feeling.
So go have a fun, intense work-out.
Run, climb, bike, swim, surf, fight, jump, pull, push until your heart
feels like it will pound out of your chest, or until you puke, and practice
kindness.
The perfect post for me to read right before the holidays.
ReplyDeleteYup! Hit the mats first ;)
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