Tues – 50min swim, 100KB swing, 20min bike
Wed – 3x2min, 3x90sec, 3×60 sec, 30min swim, 200KB swing, 30min bike
I went to begin this blog ‘watched the Royal Variety performance’ tonight and couldn’t help but laugh a little to myself – do I really ONLY watch TV in the evening when i’m at home?! Then I realised laughing to yourself is not considered hugely socially acceptable.
Still, its interesting to see the talent that appears on the stage. Those that make it to the TV are sometimes there because they are simply spectacular, others because they are unwaveringly dedicated, others because they are lucky. Not everyone with a talent makes it to the TV. There are so many people in this world with so many special abilities: physical, artistic, literary, weird (I could be polite and say uncanny, but you would all know what I meant)… Delve a little below the surface, and pretty much everyone has a story of excellence, one that they’d usually not share to save their modesty, but one that none the less shines in their memory. Ask a few questions, and you’ll see the remembrance light up the metaphorical space behind their eyes (one would hope there is not actually a space behind their eyes… in that case modesty is one of their less pressing problems).
Often, all that is required to utilize natural talent, or take a hobby further, is a little less laziness, and a bit more self belief. It is easy to fall foul of apathy, but the result is never good. This struck me after my swimming trip today. Swimming is a new ‘skill’ (I use the term loosely!) to me- it is not something I am naturally gifted at, but it is something I am really working at improving. Sometimes, I wonder if I am wasting my time. Then, I remind myself that had I not spent my early morning hour in the pool, I probably would have spent it in bed, or watching some lame repeat on E4, or picking out the raisins from the muesli (this is a terrible habit that I MUST exterminate..), waiting for the rest of the world to wake. All my hard work seems to be paying off, too – i’ve cut 5 seconds off my 25metre time.
Not everyone will find themselves parading on the Royal Variety stage, but anyone can find a hobby, and get better at it. I risk sounding like one of those cheesy self help books you hope no one will EVER buy you, but its true – a little self belief goes a long way; and fulfillment is never far away.
(By the way, I caught myself absent minded thinking ‘1,2,3,breath,1,2,3,breath,1,2,3,breath to myself as I fell asleep last night… new form of sheep counting? Or a little sad/obsessive?)