Eat The Sandwich
"What do you want?" he asked, sharply, as I sat.
"Do you happen to offer breakfast sandwiches?" I hadn't had a chance to look at the menu yet.
"We have bread," he replied.
My food arrived a greasy mess and was plopped down in front of me from about six inches above the countertop. No words exchanged. Some scrambled eggs and a couple of sausage links thrown without effort between two slices of soggy toast.
It wasn't very good at all. In all honesty, it was terrible.
I ate it without complaint. I had places to go and people to get home to.
In the past, I may have taken a minute to complain but not today. Not ever again if I can help it.
When we choose to focus on the negative things throughout our day, we inadvertently impact everything else. If I chose to let poor service influence my mood, it's possible that I would've had less patience with my kids when I got home. That's not fair to them or me.
So why do we allow our moods to decline when we have a bad training session? How about when we forget to grab our lunch and have to eat out?
You didn't have the best workout ever, move on. A single occurrence doesn't define your day, and it certainly shouldn't be allowed to impact the other people in your life. We need to focus on the good and be quick to dismiss the bad. When a bad training session happens, ask yourself what you can do next time, and then move on. If you need help, talk to your coach.
I'm not saying to tolerate rudeness or to tip well. What I'm saying is just eat the damn sandwich!