I’ve always had this fascination/fear of doing things outside of my comfort zone – I love it and hate it at the same time, BUT it’s the feeling afterwards which gets me addicted to it. Everything from speaking in public to learning new skills like skiing and surfing – I keep doing it and keep looking for those opportunities all the time, despite being really scared of trying them.
Why? Because I know how rewarding the feeling is once I’ve faced my fears, or once I’ve done something I wasn’t so sure about. I realized that by traveling I get to try so many new things that I otherwise wouldn’t have done, and I grow stronger as a person every time.
Traveling Helps Me Get Out Of My Comfort Zone
In New Zealand I tried golf, for example. Golf was something I had never tried in my life, and honestly hadn’t really planned to try either.
While it’s more common for rich Europeans to visit a golf course in St Andrews in Scotland, New Zealand was a good place for me to start because golf there is incredibly cheap and you can do it everywhere.
In Europe it’s seen more as a sport for rich people, and families who go on golf breaks around Europe during the summer.
Just like wine tasting, it’s something of a luxury experience, and both of those are cheap and so easy to do when you are in New Zealand.
So we decided to play some golf, and I started out really cocky. :p
I had played quite a lot of ‘mini golf’ and thought I was pretty good, forgetting what a bad loser I am when it comes to these kinds of games …
I understood pretty soon that real golf was nothing like ‘mini golf’, and I think I broke a world record in worst golf-player ever.
I even surprised myself when I hit the ball and it somehow ended up 30 meters behind me rather than in the hole 20 meters in front of me.
It annoyed me even more that Nathan just picked up the game as though he had played it his whole life – as usual.
While golf didn’t turn out to be a skill I was born with, my point is the feeling of having tried something new was still so rewarding.
It was the same with learning how to play tennis, I wasn’t very good, but I learned a lot about myself while doing it.
While it might not be the most enjoyable thing at the time, you can at least be proud that you did it, and don’t forget that it could grow on you, and you might start enjoying it.
Surfing was one of those things I fell in love with – the first few weeks in Australia I spent the whole time getting wiped out and after swallowing half the ocean I crawled up on the beach like a drowned rat telling myself that I would never ever go surfing again.
Fast forward a month, the sport had really grown on me, and surprisingly, I didn’t want to leave Australia but wanted to stay there and continue surfing.
This has repeated itself over and over again with me – from surfing, skiing and playing golf.
For some reason I always seem to hate things at the start, and then end up loving it.
Who knows, maybe if I try golf in Scotland when we head there later this year and give it a second chance, I would like it better.
How about you? What are some things you tried which you hated at first but then fell in love with?