If you hear the term “winter fun” you might think of ski slopes and snowball fights. For me, I prefer the beach. No crowds, no kids dusting your towel with sand, and no barrage of seagulls stealing your snacks because the person next to you tossed out their chili cheese fries like it’s a petting zoo. Sure it’s too cold to swim, but the vistas are all mine, the shoreline can be scavenged at will for all manner of treasures and the golden winter sunlight can’t be rivaled.
I remember Memorial Day weekend growing up in Rhode Island. For some reason, we thought this was a good day for an annual trip to the beach. It wasn’t – but I didn’t know that as a kid. I thought a beach was supposed to be crowded, that you were supposed to sit in traffic for hours, that you were supposed to wait in long lines for food or to use the restroom. I never asked the smart question, “Why are we doing this on the busiest day of the year?”
Guess what just passed? Memorial Day Weekend. I live five miles from the ocean and visit year round. I didn’t think much of it. Seemed like just another good day for me to walk the dog. Somehow I overlooked the fact that this holiday would bring out all the beach bums.
Roughly three miles into the walk my dog quit. She had enough of the sun, got a drink from the doggy fountain and plopped onto the sand beneath the pier – the one spot that nobody occupies due to the foul smell and lack of sunshine.
Not two minutes pass by before a cop drives up to me, delivers a dirty look and states, “You can’t have your dog on the beach.” Was I disappointed that the officer could not see the forest through the trees? Of course! He failed to ask the smart question.
Obviously, it wasn’t my choice to stand in the most inconvenient location beneath the pier. Obviously, my dog was preventing heat exhaustion. Obviously, nobody would ever use that section of beach. But the officer was simply doing his job. He waited for me to pick my dog up and place her back on the sun-baked pavement. If it was winter time (or any other time of year) I would never have this problem. The cops come out when the crowds come out.
APPLICATION: My life is best lived when I abide by strict boundaries. It makes me happy when I don’t have to rethink my decisions or compromise my standards. My life is most enriched when I protect my goals the way this cop protected the beach. He never had to ask the “smart question” because he had a job to do.
THE CHALLENGE: If you intend to make a difference in this world, you also have a job to do. Avoid asking questions that compromise the integrity of your decisions. Get your dang “dog” off the beach! You know it shouldn’t be there in the first place. Perhaps the only smart question to ask right now is, “How can I be more like that cop?” At the end of the day, excuses don’t alter performance. When something creeps in on your goals and tries to steal your attention, give it a dirty look and wait for it to “get back on the pavement.”
Photo by: Chris Yarzab