Well, challenge accepted and challenge complete.
Last night I forced myself to step out of the Zyg Zone, my comfort area, and do something not comfortable at all--speak in front of a group of strangers. For some, like my husband, they thrive on such experiences. Me? Not so much.
So how did it go? Meh, it went. I wasn't great, but I did it. I elicited a chuckle at least, even though it was through a gaffe on my part. But if you can't laugh at yourself...right?
The only good thing I feel came out of it, besides me ticking off a major yuck on my list, is that I was able to convey a short and simple message about at-risk teens. I guess you'd say they're my passion. That's another thing I discovered about myself during this adventure. I do have a passion and it's at-risk kids. That's what I spoke about--not judging but rather trying to understand at-risk kids. However, I digress (If my students did this in their writing, I 'd tell them they were on a rabbit trail).
The main thing is I did it. It wasn't what I wanted to do, but I faced the dread head on and suffered through it (as did the audience, I'm sure). My goal this year is to challenge myself to do something outside the Zyg Zone monthly. I'm glad I've gotten this one tucked away. Now on to the next.
So how about you? What are you going to challenge yourself to do? Jump in, the water's fine. It could make all the difference.