Yesterday, while out for a trail run, I was reminded of the old saying “a tired dog is a good dog”. For some reason, I always forget that I need physical exertion daily in order to be somebody worth being around. In the absence of making time to be alone outdoors, I can easily become a very bad dog. I become cranky and irritable and then proceed to bark at people, saying things I later regret. But the warm, settled feeling of a well-earned fatigue always takes my edge off, allowing me to be the person I would rather be. Maybe running is not your thing, and that’s okay. Any intentional, well-chosen effort can lead to a satisfying fatigue that can calm the wildest of beasts.
So what about you? How do you keep your inner dog at bay?