Nick recently wrote a popular post listing 20 things he’s not good at. In the comments I mentioned my past experiences with burned pots, especially broccoli, until we switched to microwaves. And I never will forget the time when I was a teen and my poor mother came home to a horrible sulfur smell. I had been hard boiling the eggs she had asked for and went back to studying my Spanish. She couldn’t understand how I could be in the same room and not notice the charring earlier.
After my comment at Nick’s I remembered my college freshman Chemistry lab for the first time in years. That’s where I accidentally burned my instructor’s hand with a piece of molten glass and got a minus weight for oxygen.
Then I saw this internet video:
Oh, yeah. I’ve always sucked at athletics, and now I even use walking sticks when I stroll on the uneven ground up on the land. The last sport I tried was aikido about 20 years ago, and as I wrote in What I Learned From Sending My Aikido Partner Through A Plate Glass Window, that didn’t last very long:
The class was three hour-long sessions a week. I started the first week in March, and the third week in April I came home from my last class, washed the blood and glass out of my gi (the outfit we wore) and put it away with my other treasured mementos.
I’m sure I could come up with a long list of other things I suck at, but in fact they’re irrelevant. I’m sticking to
Stay curious and open to life. No matter what happens keep learning and growing. Find what you love and find a way to share it with other people.
It works for me.