Two noteworthy snippets of motivation from strangers this week:
1. A man with his family, walking on the sidewalk as Ken and I flitted past, said, “Hey, you two were at the park just now, right? Playing soccer?” When we affirmed that we were, he continued, “She’s talented!” We thanked him and walked on.
I know that I’m not going to make money playing soccer, and most people who have played soccer tend to be better than I am, so I am not in a place to believe this man whatsoever. However, being able to be talented in my (gulp) late-20’s makes me feel like maybe the world won’t stop being my oyster when I turn 30.
2. At the pool this morning, as I stretched out my legs after my swim, a fellow swimmer was standing above me, already out of the water. He looked down at me and said, “Keep this up, and you’re going to get good.” When I asked him what I’d get good at, he said, “Swimming the length of the pool!” and chuckled.
I hope this is a sign that maybe he recognizes me as someone who has shown up more than once to the pool. I’m recognizable as not just a one-timer. All the more reason to keep going!