THIS WEEK'S WELLNESS: Lower Your Stress by Laying Off Your Horn!

Ok, so I live in Baltimore MD. But, I now also live in Kona Hawaii.

After just returning from another stress-reducing jaunt across the Pacific pond, let me tell you, there's a much bigger difference between these two cities than just the weather forecast.

Just so happens, Baltimore often ranks near the top of the list when it comes to cities with the worst traffic in the country.

We most always hit the top 20, with a new report from Highway Administration ranking us right at the top of the list!

I live here. I understand this. I drive here. I've come to accept it... HOWEVER, I do so by conducting myself with a diplomacy that comes through sheer discipline alone, a ladylike dignity and a good dose of decorum.

I wouldn't dare leave my home to hit these frenetic "Nascar speedways" unless I first prayerfully considered asking for the willpower it takes to produce a good attitude AND a hope that others might respond in kind, something I never have to consider when I'm on the BIG ISLAND... and also HOME!

Unfortunately what I find here lately is a situation that's given birth to behaviors bordering on barbaric. Those of us who choose to refrain from ACTING OUT already suffer from what should be and can be best described as BATTERED ROAD SYNDROME!

We've been shot the bird, had expletives shrieked at us and been so closely tailgated that a single hiccup could cause a three-car pileup.

And yet a new phenomena has crept in among these road rage roadsters and I for one have had it with their already inappropriate, childish, dangerous and down right abhorrent "roadside manner!"

It's what I call the 3 second rule. Goes like this, (and it happens to me two to three times a day now without fail - making me LONG to be back in Paradise).

You are sitting at a red light. The light turns green... 1 one thousand, 2 one thousand, 3 one BBEEEEEEEPPPPP!!!!! YEP, if you don't get your foot from brake to gas petal in less than 3 seconds, the horn behind you goes off!

Experienced it? my family has... and I've taken a survey, lots of us have. SO, I'll end by saying... it takes three seconds to move one's foot from brake to gas, so my suggestion... take a deep breath and ask yourself what you think you're going to achieve with that dubious nanosecond you tried so hard to receive, and what are you in such a hurry for anyway?

I mean really, if you think that you can't sit still for three seconds without blowing your horn, I wonder what your family experiences when you blow in the front door? Life is short...I beg you, lay off the horn and take a little time to back off so you can smell a little more in this life than just the exhaust!

The rest of us would GREATLY appreciate it and you will eventually too as your stress levels return to where mine were before I flew back home to Baltimore! 

Until next time,

Power on,

Candace

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