For a long time now I’ve been thinking about blogging; for years now actually. Sadly I’ve never known where to start or there’s been things that have put me off.
To everyone who is thinking of blogging, this is for you. I’m going to run through some reasons why I think I’ve hesitated to write blogs.
1. Perfection
One problem is me trying to be ‘perfect’ from the get-go. As much as I
tell people that being imperfect is okay, I can’t accept it myself. I
think I’ve been worried about what other people might think when they
read something crap that I’ve written. But here goes, I’m going to force
myself to be imperfect and learn the art of blogging as I go.
There’s only a few perfect things in the world and most of the lie in
moments which end up find you and not the other way around.
2. Where to start?!
I’ve got a lot of interests and the more I browse the internet and talk
to people the more curious I become. Being interested in a lot of things
such as cricket, music, gym, tech, studying, cooking, reading and
riding my motorbike is I believe healthy but makes me feel exhausted
just to think about. It also creeps in a feeling of not knowing what to
pursue first; me being an indecisive person at times makes it even
tougher when I try to plan my week.
They say meditation helps to manage these feelings and at times it has
for me, time to add it to the above list. The same can be said about
blogging,“I don’t know what sort of a topic to start with” or “what if people think it’s shit”. I think we should all start somewhere and figure it out as we go.
3. Not being a “Just do it” guy
I’ve never really been that sort of a guy sadly; I’ve always left things
to the last minute or when there’s been external pressure to get
something done.
This may seem unrelated, but bear with me: I recently visited New
Zealand with a dear friend, he’s a total goof ball who lives life to the
fullest. What I admire about him the most is his ability to chase what
he wants proactively and knows how to have fun. A lot of the time when I
was complaining or whinging about something, I’d often saw him not
giving a shit and having a laugh. I’d always known him to make the best
of every situation.
On our way there, we were pretty close to missing our flight from Sydney
all because we were lazing around in the Amex lounge. When we walked
out and realised what we’d done we started running to our gate on the
other side of the airport. Those of you who know me well know I’ve got a
short fuse; so that day I went into ‘serious mode’, we started running
and I became all stressed. My friend just whipped out his GoPro and
started filming it all because he knew there was nothing else we could
do apart from running and hoping. He made the best out of the situation
because he knew, at the end of it all, we’d still have a funny video.
Throughout the trip I always noticed how he just did things without
overthinking, whatever came to mind he did. He wasn’t crazy or anything,
he just knew how to have fun because he just did it. I think a bit of
it rubbed off. For that, I am forever grateful.