Borderline Stalker Obsession

When I try a new activity, I become borderline stalkerishly obsessive about it.

I just can’t help it.

It started at a very young age of 4, the first time I ever sat on a horse. That led into a lifelong love filled with lessons and competitions.  Then asking my parents for art supplies. Then surfing lessons. Then of course I desperately needed to learn how to snowboard. You get the picture.  I tried everything as a kid, and I’m so grateful my parents allowed me to do so.

Coming to adulthood, things did not change.

After my first trapeze lesson, I went home and researched how to join the circus. Yes, really.

After my first ballroom dance lesson, I went home and researched how to become a dance teacher.

I’m sure you know what happened after my first yoga class.

And last night I took my first Mysore class. Something I’ve been wanted to do for years but have been pretty nervous to try it.  Mysore follows the Ashtanga Yoga sequence but the teacher gives you a series of asanas to do and you don’t progress to the next series until they tell you to do so. You are also moving at your own pace, not like a normal yoga class where you all follow the sequence together as a class.

It was amazing and I’m buzzing from it today even still.

More than trying new things I love the way it makes me feel, the whole cycle. The nervousness, the anticipation, the not knowing what will happen and then doing it and feeling completely charged afterwards.  Riding the wave of emotions and ending on a high.  Because I’m always nervous in the beginning to try it. Always. Sometimes I’m even physically shaking with nerves (i.e. ballroom dance).  But the feeling when it’s all done, completely surpasses the nerves in the beginning.

I can’t imagine my life without having tried these things. And while I don’t snowboard or trapeze or even horseback ride routinely anymore, they are still a part of me, have taught me something and will come and go with the passing of time throughout the rest of my life.

So I ask of you to find something new that makes you excited but completely nervous to try. Then despite your nerves, do it.

Ride the wave. You’ll never ever regret it.

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My very young self at a riding competition.

Author: bonjourb.

dreamer. writer. yogi. Francophile.

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