One of my many informal New Year’s resolutions is to slow down and take pleasure in even the little things. I have a horrible tendency to rush everything. I often just want to hurry up and get to the end of things (ahem, school) and don’t think to enjoy the process. Well, by January 2nd I had already forgotten about this particular resolution. That morning, I rushed to the grocery store to quickly grab what I needed and sprint back home. After unloading my groceries into the trunk of my car, I started running with the cart to put it back, hit a bump in the concrete, and went tumbling to the ground, but not before flipping over the cart first. The result was a bruised shin and hands, but, more painfully, a bruised ego. Like any bumbling fool, I jumped to my feet to look around and see if anyone else had witnessed my embarrassing fall, and then I scrambled to get my cart upright so that I could run back to my car and hide my shame. Because I bruise like a peach, I still have a purple lump on my shin that serves as a constant reminder of the importance of this resolution.
This morning when I woke up, the sun was shining and I felt refreshed after a long night of good sleep. This time when I went to get groceries, I took my time and enjoyed the experience; when I’m not trying to rush things, grocery shopping (like cooking) is a truly relaxing and therapeutic experience for me. It actually calms me down. Not to mention, when I take my time, I usually stumble upon amazing foods that I’ve never tried before. For example, I recently bought golden beets for the first time and instantly fell in love