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<blockquote data-quote="trinityroyal" data-source="post: 619385" data-attributes="member: 3907"><p>Flawed and foolish, and having FUN! Gosh, I should have a t-shirt printed with that. I'd wear it too!</p><p></p><p>It's a bit tangential, but that's how my brain works. On topic, as far as flawed and foolish...</p><p></p><p>Many years ago--I was about 25 or so--I joined a fancy health club near where I worked at the time. It's one of those gyms in a high-rise office tower with very chi-chi equipment, towel service, a juice bar, all that fancy stuff. This gym also has a bank of floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over my city's main street. Directly across the street is a McDonald's restaurant, also with floor-to-ceiling windows, and a long counter where people can sit and eat their Big Macs while looking out. So...the people working out can stare at the people eating McDonalds, who can stare back at the people working out.</p><p></p><p>My first day in the gym, I decided to just explore. I used to be on the track team in high school, so I thought I'd start with the treadmill. (The row of treadmills is positioned right in front of the giant windows). So I got on, pottered around with the controls a bit and got it moving. The belt was moving a bit slowly, so I started accelerating the speed. Of course I had no idea that the controls have a delayed response. So...all of a sudden I was sprinting full out, desperately trying to keep up with the faster-and-faster treadmill under my feet.</p><p></p><p>Then, I lost it. The treadmill shot me off the back, I went flying through the air and landed smack on my posterior in the middle of the gym floor. Mortified. I was debating whether to slink off never to return, when a (very) good looking, (very) buff man came over, helped me up and handed me a towel. He smiled, and said, "First day?" Then he spent the next couple of hours showing me how everything in that gym worked. </p><p></p><p>I was flawed, I was foolish, and I had FUN. Lots of it.</p><p></p><p>I also learned such a valuable lesson. Those people at the gym saw me at my absolute worst -- as embarrassed as I could possibly be. I didn't have to worry ever again about embarrassing myself in front of them, because I'd already done it Big Time. </p><p></p><p>I have carried that lesson throughout my life. I may fall on my butt. In fact, I do it all the time. But I pick myself up, laugh, and start again.</p><p></p><p>The gift of anti-perfectionism. Yay for us! (as my little Tyrantina says)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="trinityroyal, post: 619385, member: 3907"] Flawed and foolish, and having FUN! Gosh, I should have a t-shirt printed with that. I'd wear it too! It's a bit tangential, but that's how my brain works. On topic, as far as flawed and foolish... Many years ago--I was about 25 or so--I joined a fancy health club near where I worked at the time. It's one of those gyms in a high-rise office tower with very chi-chi equipment, towel service, a juice bar, all that fancy stuff. This gym also has a bank of floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over my city's main street. Directly across the street is a McDonald's restaurant, also with floor-to-ceiling windows, and a long counter where people can sit and eat their Big Macs while looking out. So...the people working out can stare at the people eating McDonalds, who can stare back at the people working out. My first day in the gym, I decided to just explore. I used to be on the track team in high school, so I thought I'd start with the treadmill. (The row of treadmills is positioned right in front of the giant windows). So I got on, pottered around with the controls a bit and got it moving. The belt was moving a bit slowly, so I started accelerating the speed. Of course I had no idea that the controls have a delayed response. So...all of a sudden I was sprinting full out, desperately trying to keep up with the faster-and-faster treadmill under my feet. Then, I lost it. The treadmill shot me off the back, I went flying through the air and landed smack on my posterior in the middle of the gym floor. Mortified. I was debating whether to slink off never to return, when a (very) good looking, (very) buff man came over, helped me up and handed me a towel. He smiled, and said, "First day?" Then he spent the next couple of hours showing me how everything in that gym worked. I was flawed, I was foolish, and I had FUN. Lots of it. I also learned such a valuable lesson. Those people at the gym saw me at my absolute worst -- as embarrassed as I could possibly be. I didn't have to worry ever again about embarrassing myself in front of them, because I'd already done it Big Time. I have carried that lesson throughout my life. I may fall on my butt. In fact, I do it all the time. But I pick myself up, laugh, and start again. The gift of anti-perfectionism. Yay for us! (as my little Tyrantina says) [/QUOTE]
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