A short trip back to Montreal lead me to an important discovery.
I had one goal, push myself out of my comfort zone.
My sister approached me with this idea, her friends wanted to go to a swing class which sounds simple enough except it was a French swing class. It was something I wanted to try in New Orleans but never did. So when she suggested this I jumped on it. I was nervous for so many reasons. I don’t speak French, I can’t follow routine dance to save my life, and I had never met the person I would be partnered with.
But it was because I pushed myself out of my comfort zone I had one of the best times of my life.
The hour went by so quickly I didn’t even notice. Everyone was a beginner and just trying their best and by the end of it, I wasn’t as bad as I thought.
So next time you’re nervous about something, if there’s a hint of you that is also curious, try it. Even with writing.
