You hear this a lot. Change is hard. The whole comfort zone thing.
One of my really good friends got a new car this year. Her previous car was 20+ years old. When I saw her new car, I was stunned. A Cadillac? Isn't that something our grandparents drove? Are we that old? But that isn't what bothered her. For her, the hardest part was getting used to all the technology. She didn't know how to work all the gadgets. She wanted her old car. It was comfortable. It was easy to operate. This new car "beeped at her", she said. She "hated it".
How did this happen? My fearless friend, afraid of a car?
It's funny, because, in my job as a pediatric nurse practitioner, the kids I see all have no fear. They bang on my computer. Grab the otoscope off the wall and play doctor. Operate their parents' phone like a tech expert.
What happens as we get older? How do we prevent ourselves from becoming fearful of new things, new experiences?
It isn't just older adults that have fear of trying new things. The one thing that stands out to me is the kids I see in my clinic who don't know how to swim. It seems to me that by the age of 10 or 11 if you haven't mastered your fear of the water, you're not going in over your head.
That makes me sad. I mean, what is more fun that jumping off the high dive? Cannonball, anyone?
It is the perfect analogy for today's post. How do you get past your fears? How do you get out of your comfort zone?
If you've been following me for a while, you know that I'm all about staying out of my comfort zone. But it hasn't been easy for me. I'm a perfectionist, for one thing. I don't like to fail. So trying new things is a risky proposition. Who wants to look foolish?
But the one thing that keeps me going is my FOMO. I don't want to miss out on anything. That doesn't mean I will be jumping out of airplanes or anything like that. I have no desire to skydive.
What I'm talking about is chasing dreams. Maybe it's something big, like running a certain marathon. Ahem. Got to check that one off my list. Maybe your dream is to jump out of an airplane.
Maybe it's something small. Right now, I'm chasing some little dreams. Like doing a handstand. Doing a pull-up. Climbing the rope. Stuff I never did as a kid. All of which are kind of scary to me.
But in reaching for the sky, I also learned a few things. Such as how to run a marathon on my own terms. Low mileage and lots of heart.
Swinging on the monkey bars. Something I've never done. Ever. Until this past week.
Lifting heavy weights. Seriously heavy. All the while strengthening those muscles that propel me forward down the road. You can build muscle as you age.
If you think you are too old to try new things, you need to think again. Don't let age dictate your limits.
I don't. Because the day I do, I'm done. The day I do is the day I'm old.
Do you let fear hold you back from chasing your dreams? Can you learn to be brave? Do you think age should define your limits?
I'm linking up with DebRuns for Wednesday Word. Today's word is teach!