During the summer, finding myself a little short on money and more than a little bored with my life, I applied to be a ski instructor. Last weekend was my first on snow training and I was terrified. I didn't sleep at all the night before, could barely eat dinner, and had pepto bismo for breakfast. Why was I so scared?
It could be I was having flashbacks to my college ski class. I was by far the worst in the group and everyone had to keep stopping to pick me up again and again. The instructor was determined to advance my group through certain things but, I'm sorry, if I can't ski down the greens then I'm not going over that jump without falling. It's just not possible.
I also don't like people to watch me doing physical stuff. I'm a bit of a klutz and having an audience only brings that to the forefront. I was certain my training was going to be filled with skiers much better than me and an instructor who found nothing right with me and made me want to cry.
To my relief, I held my own with the class and got a "good balance" from the ski instructor. Maybe I'm not so bad after all. But since this week I start teaching actual people, I won't put the pepto bismo away quite yet.
How do you leave your comfort zone?