Mind your own beeswax." My kindergartner's taken to saying this, but at first didn't really know what it meant. So I explained: pay attention to your own behavior, and don't worry about what others are doing. Sounds easy, unless you're a 6-year-old.
Or at the gym.
The first time I ran at the local Y, I spent a lot of time looking at the other runners. They all looked like they knew what they were doing. The pounded out 9- to 10-minute miles like it was nothing, read a magazine propped on the treadmill, and followed the sports scores crawling across the TV screens.
Meanwhile, I could barely keep my earbuds in place as I plodded along. My treadmill's too slow, my sweat towel's in the wrong place. Does everyone in the room realize I don't really know what I'm doing?
No. Because "everyone" doesn't care. They're all doing what I really should be doing.
Minding my own beeswax.
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