October 1st, 2008

Doing things badly

I was reading someone’s blog post about wanting to learn to spin. Lots of people chimed in with useful pieces of advice, book recommendations and such, but one person said something that I intend to carry with me for a good long while. If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing badly.

I don’t like to do things I can’t do well. I don’t want to make a fool of myself (not that I can help it…). I want to live the movie-montage version, the one from the inspiring film where you see one shot of the protagonist struggling, several more of him or her at higher proficiency, and then, voila, two minutes later: perfection!

It’s time to get over it. My mom is not here to ridicule my first efforts. If I made a mess, I’m already the person in charge of cleaning up. If it turns out not to be fun, I can always stop. If the process is fun and the results awful, I can do it again.

I’m not that important. No one is watching! What a relief! I plan to have a good day doing things badly. So there.