Bored? Not.

Boredom is an insult to both your intelligence and your body. Each moment passes once and will never ever come again. All the King’s horses and all the King’s men are powerless to call back a particular moment. Time (in spite of the song) is not stored in a bottle. It is spent. It is not stored.

Besides, boredom almost always turns to stress and stress almost always churns up a chemical storm in your blood stream and messes with your nervous system. Your breath becomes short, shallow and erratic. I wrote this while waiting and waiting and waiting for my husband to test a new bike at a sporting goods store (he fell off so it took a little longer than expected but he liked the bike).

PLAN AHEAD. Always carry a small notepad and pen. Pick two favorite breathing or relaxation exercises that you turn to automatically. Potential boredom often happens in a public place so I recommend breathing exercises that are effective but not especially demonstrative.

Watch someone who is obviously bored and impatient. They look like a tall four-year old.

Be well. Breathe beautifully.