Mind the Yellow Line

Running longer distances on a more than a once-a-week schedule for about 15 years taught me a few things about life and living.  The one that I missed, in retrospect, was the effect of being twenty pounds overweight and still running longer distances.  The end result was a herniated disc and the end of running for me.  A word of caution to would-be athletes out there is to listen to your body.

 

I also figured out that weight and fitness are not related.  This was deduced after watching older, heavier runners pass me with impunity.  One can be overweight and fit; more so than a thinner person who is not so fit.

 

Also in retrospect, I was not a runner but a jogger, one who covered distances faster than at a walk but certainly not the three-hour marathon pace.  One needs some training insights from experienced runners to keep the pace.

There were, however, many enjoyable mornings and afternoons spent in the solitude of running and thought.  Many of the insights that shape my thinking about life and living were experienced while “on the trail” either running or, later, walking.

There was a phenomenon of note that deserves a few words.  It concerns drivers and the yellow line.

I ran along the edge of the road, facing traffic, and at most times there was little or no traffic on the road in either direction.  After many instances of meeting cars coming towards me, I began to mentally keep track of the drivers and their way of dealing with encountering a lone runner along the road especially when the yellow line was on their side of the center line.

Drivers came in two categories, male and female.  With no yellow line in place, the drivers would invariably move to the other side and pass safely giving me the runner a wide berth.

With the yellow line in place, more than 90% of the male drivers would still move to the other side and give me a wide berth; the female divers, however, were a different story.  More than 90% of them would not cross the yellow line, even if it meant me jumping the ditch to avoid being hit.  Why?  Rules are made to be obeyed without regard to common sense.

While in Neuss Germany on a visit to the plant there, my French companion and I were on our way back to the hotel where we were staying and it was about three in the morning.  I’m not going to tell why we were out so late, it has nothing to do with this story.

We were walking along the sidewalk and came to an intersection.  The light was red in our direction and the “Don’t Walk” sign, in German, was lit.  There on the corner stood a German man waiting for the light to change.  Michel and I walked on across the street because at that time of morning there was absolutely no traffic on the street.  The man dutifully waited for the light to change.  Why?   Rules are made to be obeyed without regard to common sense.  Michel said, this is the difference between the French and the Germans.

We are just coming off of a debacle in our club, there were some agreements made that weren't documented and it has caused a great deal of upheaval.  There are no minutes of board meetings for the past several years; an agreement was made, not documented, and then denied.  A principal to the agreement had a stroke and lost his memory.  No records, undocumented expenses, reputations besmirched, resignations requested, and still without minutes of board meetings.

Meanwhile, at a recent event there was a $20 expense for coffee that could have been reimbursed from the tips received at the event; and it would have been done with.  But we are now told that it has to be approved by the board of directors and a voucher and check have to be issued to cover the expense.

A petty cash item of $20 for coffee is being treated like the expenditure of $100’s of dollars for supplies for the club.  This determination was made by Madam President; she is not German but does drive a car.  Why?   Rules are made to be obeyed without regard to common sense.

There is no way of teaching common sense; it is something that is learned through experience if the person is open to it.  Some people, men and women, have little or no imagination, or have stifled their imagination to make it ineffective, and are then missing one of the main ingredients of making decisions.  The whole list is memory, imagination, reasoning, and decision making.

It is an iterative process that is confirmed or modified by experience and the loop is made again and again until the results are acceptable.  This may be why in many cultures age is revered, the older person has had the benefit of experience.

The yellow line, the “Don’t Walk” sign, the minor amount are all examples of rigidity in thinking that kill progress and innovation.  OTOH, there is the danger of rationalizing almost any action for the convenience of the actor. 

This is where morals and ethics enter into the picture.  One must have a good set of them in order to keep from making expedient decisions that don’t stand the scrutiny of hind-sight.

We aren’t talking religion here; religion prescribes a code of conduct that includes morals and ethics but adds eternal damnation to the mix for violating one or more of the rules.  This may be another reason: Why? Rules are made to be obeyed without regard to common sense.

More and more, I am reaching the conclusion that religion should be divorced from organizations that are not religious by definition and a good set of morals and ethics take its place.  The French enacted such a separation of church and state in 1905 based on the principle of laicite’.

Life is good and I appreciate having this blog to write my thoughts.  In a big way it allows me to get them out of my head without causing a lot of trouble for me with others.