An Open Letter To My Fellow Afternoon Walkers
Guys, this isn't super serious, but at the same time... it's quite serious.
I feel the need to reach out. I've been pretty open about my experiences this year with getting better as a person. I've been trying to take better care of my health, I've been going out more, I've been trying new things.
One of the things I've done to take better care of my health is to exercise more. And part of that is going on afternoon walks after work. I feel like I need to get something off my chest.
Dear Fellow Afternoon Walkers,
Hi. I hope you're enjoying your time outdoors lately. I see some of you more than once, sometimes a few times. Most of you are new to me. As I am surely as well to you.
Please. Let's keep it that way.
I am here to walk and possibly listen to Scottish chefs complain about pretentious foods. I am not here to talk or make friends. That sounds harsh. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you're all lovely people. And I'm sure you've got a great story as to why you're out here walking, as well. But please, for the love of your imaginary friend, don't try to tell me about it. At most, if you want to make eye contact and wave, eugh. Okay. That's fine. Don't try to talk to me. Certainly not if I have my ridiculous "I'm Avoiding Conversation" earphones on.
I don't know what it is about the gym or about exercise or any kind of activity that involves being active for health reasons. But.. it's just something I don't want people to acknowledge that I'm doing? That probably doesn't make sense. But don't you feel that way sometimes? Isn't it the best feeling when you go a gym to do a workout and..... you're the only one there?
You see, I'm out here walking to try to accomplish a goal. But I can only do one of these goals at a time. Becoming more social, being more outgoing, being less anxious....those are different goals for a different day. I'm trying to concentrate on one thing at a time here, and today is NOT YOUR DAY. So. If you don't mind, just walk by me and nod. You don't need to say anything, you don't even have to smile or wave. In fact, if you could completely ignore my existence, that would be IDEAL. I wish I could be out here alone every time, and that's not your fault. It's not you, it's me. Now if you're in pain or danger and you need my help, or if you see a pin on my jacket and want to spend a few minutes crying about this, well. Okay. But let's be quick. And let's not make a habit out of it. Socializing will be another task for another day.
Thank you very much. Now, please, completely ignore me.