Jan 15:
I was busy all day out of the house with the family, so I had to wait until late in the evening to run the subs.
I was walking the dogs at the time, and I noticed that my posture and overall mood changed as I started running Emperor. I immediately stood taller and was more purposeful in my steps. I felt “ready for action,” even though I was walking the dogs by myself and no one was around.
Then came CFW, and a moment of introspection appeared out of nowhere. I asked myself if I’d be happier with a simpler job. I remembered reading an article about executives that left that life behind in favor of blue-collar occupations. To them, this was the best decision ever. Less stress, more time to do the things they loved, slept better, etc. I started wondering if I could or should do that.
After some thinking, the answer was no. I realized that I’m so competitive that I’d make any job a living hell for myself. I always try to do my best and stand out. I’m not comfortable with people thinking I can’t do this or that.
At least for most things. There are very few exceptions where I am bad at something and have no problem being upfront about it. Soccer is one of those things. I’m a Spaniard, so you’d imagine I like soccer and play well. Nothing further from the truth. I don’t particularly enjoy it, and I am the most unskilled player you’d ever find.
I wonder why I feel comfortable being unskilled at something like soccer, yet not at many other areas that have no bearing in defining my worth as an individual. And to what extent do I feel uncomfortable because of what others think vs. what I think.
I still can’t answer these questions, but I know what I’d like to think. I want to believe that I’m comfortable being a horrible soccer player because I’m otherwise great at sports, so this is an exception which I don’t particularly care about. There may be others I don’t even consider. Also, of course, I’d like to think that I’m uncomfortable because of what I think vs. what others think. But the reality is that I care about both. I admire people that genuinely don’t give a shit about what others think. I’m not there yet.