Triskaidekaphobia: the irrational fear of today… Friday the 13th! I didn’t realise it was today until this afternoon. I knew it was Friday, and I knew it was the thirteenth, but to be honest, I forgot about the superstition that plagues so many on days like this. Superstition is something that has always baffled me. It appears to have no rational basis whatsoever, but it’s influence is evident in abundance. Streets with no house numbered 13. No thirteenth race car on the Formula 1 grid. Hotels with no room number 13. Tall buildings without a thirteenth floor. The list is, quite frankly, is astonishing!
This has to be a bad thing, this filling people with unnecessary fear. People won’t leave the house unless Russell Grant says it’s OK, and when they do, they end up unconsciously encouraging things to happen. And bad things always will when we believe they are inevitable. But why can’t the opposite also be true?
I’m a great believer that we are all in charge of our own destinies, and that we make our own ‘luck’. During this evening’s run (Runkeeper), as the sun dipped below the tree line, my mind began to take stock. There’s a great deal of stuff that goes on in our lives, and it’s a mixed bag. However, we’re bombarded by negative imagery every day, and it’s all to easy to allow ourselves to be dragged down. Happiness, on the other hand, is a state of mind, and has nothing to do with what day it is. As I run along, I use the time to remember all that I have to be thankful for, and whilst Friday the 13th may be unlucky for some, today I feel very lucky indeed.
Total miles to date: 58.58 Total calories burnt: 8,470 (or 17 Big-Mac’s!)