A few months ago I would never have let this happen.
I would have walked around the house until my watch reported the nice round number of 6.0 because 5.99 would have made me nuts.
Honestly, it's typical among my running friends. 17.3 doesn't cut it. We run the parking lot until the watch says 17.5, an acceptable number. Or if the watch says 21.6, there is a compulsion to run down the road 0.2 miles and back again to force the watch to read 22.0.
Why? Are we better people when we do this? Is it because we are committed to meeting some arbitrary goal that may or may not be critical? Will we fail in the next race if we don't log the extra 0.4 miles? Probably not.
It's silly, although I can understand that cutting corners can be problematic.
Still, I'm trying hard to let go of that which is inconsequential. Those things that bind me. Imprisons me. Holds me captive to something that doesn't really matter.
It goes beyond making my watch read an acceptable number. I can get hung up on the way my husband puts his newly washed clothes in the drawer. Or obsess over a room that is not spic and span every minute of every day. Or get upset when the salad mix goes bad before the expected date.
I want to focus on what is truly important, not that which holds no significant value.
How about you? What is hard to let go of?
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