Something came to me this moring while I was stomping through puddles at the park. It was pouring during my workout, which is very cool, as I love, love, LOVE being out in the rain. It's very energizing... and cathartic... and, well, wet... it's very wet... and wet is almost always good!
Anyway, when I'm walking/stumbling-wheezing-swearing in the rain, I don't wear my glasses. As anyone who wears glasses knows, you really need mini windshield wipers when it's drippy outside, and since (as far as I know) no one has developed glasses wipers yet, I take them off.
So I'm walking around in a state of blur and something occurs to me... you know how Monet is hailed as one of the, if not THE, best Impressionist painter of all time? Well, I'm thinking, 'Hmmmm... I bet Monet didn't actually set out to develop this pretty style of painting... I bet he had crappy eyesight. In fact, I bet his prescription was nearly the same as mine." Looking the world without my glasses is like looking at an Impressionist painting... cool, really (as long as I'm not driving).
It's just a theory... but it works... for me, anyway.