Personal comparisons

I forgot to tell you how, when I was cursing and whining in between attempted skin-the-cats the other week before I started to feel better about them, I started looking around the gym at other people. "SHE can do it so why can't I?", said my brain bitterly, "HE can do it so why can't I?" Then I realized that those people probably couldn't do it -- my brain was completely making that shit up, and for once it was so blatant that I was able to catch it in realtime. Lying to me. I've been told a million times that everyone's just a person, I shouldn't compare other people's outside presentations with my internal feelings, and so on, but wow. It's a sobering thought to think that my brain is usually THAT wrong when comparing me to other people -- and always giving them the assumption that they can do what I can do plus the things I see them doing but that I can't do. Brain, brain, brain. I'm really losing a lot of trust here.

The other thing -- in the gym this morning, as on other mornings lately, I saw the Tour de France riders flowing down roads like water. They were beautiful when seen from above or far off, sloshing toward the inside of curves, dividing to stream to either side of a roundabout and coming back together. Better than watching a flock of birds. I have no idea how the Tour de France works and why they're all able to stay together like that when I know it's a competition/race. But I love to watch them flow like that, and on the closeups the men look like they could go on forever without tiring. Machines, indeed.