Ever get a wild hair up your butt to try something new? It happens to me about every fifteen seconds. Then the naysaying sets in. But when I do follow through, I've never regretted it.
Not once.
Which has led to a very exciting life full of unexpected ... I'll call them "experiences."
For example:
I didn't start martial arts until I was in my twenties. Yes, I'm aware twenties isn't that old, but if you'd been sitting on your butt most of your life like I had been, it was still a bit daunting. Thankfully I had a little voice in my ear, egging me on. And I do mean little, by way of my five-year-old son. We had just finished one of the Kung Fu Panda movies and he said to me, "I want to learn kung fu."
I've always been a kung fu cinema nerd, so naturally my response was, "I'll do it with you."
That lasted all of two months until my little nugget was onto the next thing. (He was the kid that would be chasing butterflies in the outfield at tee-ball. Focus has never been his strong suit. He was also the kid that could solve a Rubik's cube in under a minute. I guess he just had to be focused on the right thing. But I digress.) So while he was off chasing his next butterfly, I stuck with it. Which led to an infatuation (possibly to an unhealthy degree) with studying martial arts.
I added in kick boxing. And later jiu jitsu. Started playing with weapons, ancient and new, and have slowly been working my way toward, excuse the language, unfuckwithable status. I pity the fool that ties to break into our house. Probably never gonna happen considering the trek through woods it would take to get here, but still.
I say all that to say, if there's something you've always wanted to try, don't listen to the voice inside your head giving you a thousand reasons why you can't. Listen to your five-year-old. And if you don't have a five-year-old, listen to your inner five-year-old. We all have one of those.
Until next time ...
XOXO,
Sabine
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