Every driver has been in this situation. You are calmly motoring along and another driver cuts around you or in front of you so closely that you can smell the paint on their vehicle. Most of the time, there is no contact. You utter a quick prayer of thanks and, hopefully, nothing else.
If you do utter something else, it may be a prayer for protection from unannounced, abrupt lane changers.
Stella, our compact-model Olde English Bulldogge, is a lane changer, and I have had to alter my walking habits accordingly.
She may “change lanes” in the yard as I am walking, minding my own business. A two-foot long, four-legged Sherman tank rolls past me, usually on my left, brushes the calf of my leg in the process, and almost takes my leg out from under me. She has been guilty of this behavior in the house as well as she rushes to get into the kitchen ahead of me. I don’t know what she thinks she is going to accomplish by this mad dash just as I don’t know what drivers think they are going to accomplish by risking an accident to get four seconds ahead of me on the freeway.
Imagine getting blindsided by a bowling ball.
So what have I learned? I have had to become more aware of my surroundings. When Stella is near me, I have to understand that she is likely to do her Stella-thing, run up on my left side, brush my leg with enough force to take it out from under me, and hustle past as though nothing has happened.
Track and field runners know that you have to stay in your lane just as motor vehicle drivers know it.
“…let us run with patience the race that is set before us.” (Hebrews 12:1 KJV)
I have to remember to stay in my lane and run my race, not someone else’s.
Oh, and I have keep a lookout for Stella.
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