G&R: Words for every occasion.
I realized two things lately. 1) When it comes to competition, I am kind of an asshole, and 2) when it comes to learning, I am a highly impatient person.
Did you think I’d be throwing down my challenges today? Nuh uh. I’m highly hormonal and therefore my challenge at the moment is to stop listening to forlorn chick music, stop sniffling like a baby, and to stop eating rice krispie treats, which are a food made by Satan with no nutritional redeeming qualities whatsoever but a mighty tasty allure during this particular hormonal stretch.
Readers will rejoice when I hit menopause. Only maybe 20 more years to go!
Anyway, competition. I’ve been thinking about it with my fragile little brain, and I have realized this. I want to be best and win at everything; I want to compete but I get annoyed when people compete with me; and I want everyone to be proud and admiring if I do well and have no hard feelings whatsoever, even though I sometimes do. If I’m not the best I’d like to get away with pretending I wasn’t even trying.
In other words: Asshole. Don’t know why this is, I’ve picked it apart in my little mind, and decided someone should pass me another rice krispie treat because I’m too bored to go into my own neuroses.
And patience with the learning curve… I also want to be good at things right away, which is a problem because I am a slow learner. I’m also a kinetic learner (I learn by doing) which means if I build in a bad habit, it’s a motherfucker to break, and I live in a castle built on bad habits, where I am queen and everyone can just eat cake.
Now I have mixed feelings on the whole “understanding the principles of what you are trying to learn thing.” I need some of that, because if you show me some sequence and don’t tell me why I’m doing such and such, well, good luck to ya, we could be here a long time. However, there is such a thing as thinking too much, and while you might never guess I am an over-thinker, you’d be wrong, my two synapses fire just enough to fuck me up daily as I tweak out whatever I’m doing. There’s probably some balance in all this, and great, because I find extremes so much easier to locate.
I think, if I understand what I’m supposed to be doing, why can’t I do it? Uh, yeah. Professional pitchers know how to pitch, they get the movement and the principles, but that doesn’t mean they throw strikes every time. It’s dumbass logic. Long road between getting it and doing it, and doing it perfectly every time, I think that’s called unrealistic and if we could do it, everything would be boring, though I’d take that risk if I got magic powers. Frankly, I’d fuck the fitness endeavors and use the magic powers for other shit first, like making money and being a SYTYCD-worthy dancer.
What does all this mean? It means rice krispie treats make you crazy too. Fuck if I know, or know why anyone should care, but maybe you can find something valuable in this, though I HIGHLY doubt it. Hell, I’m just trying to post something. Tell me how your challenges are going instead, I’ll post mine soon, I promise, probably with some evil punishment for failure like drowning in a vat of marshmallow creme.
Well shit we’re twins. Except you’re in better shape than I am. Not that I care. Where the hell is my rice krispie treat??
inkgrrl
August 5th, 2009
I ate far too much marshmallow creme on the weekend. Does it make it any better if it was mixed with cream cheese and I used it as fruit dip?
Julienne
August 5th, 2009
While we are so alike on that “why do I need a learning curve? If I know what to do, why aren’t I perfect at it?”
Hence, why I never read manuals- if I kind of know what to do why waste time with them.
Big difference though on competition. I honestly could seldom care less how I score on a competition. Unless I don’t like you. Then I want to run your face deep and hard in my victory.
Is it oatmeal time yet?
deb
August 5th, 2009
I could so have written this post. I am highly competitive and I have been known to “take my ball and go home” if I don’t feel like there is a chance in hell I can win. I feel like I should have no ramp up time to learn anything new - and I kinda like to talk a bunch of trash when I do win. To the point where I have a large majority of my friends who don’t like doing anything competitive with me.
It just runs in the family. My parents are that way, I grew up that way, now everyone else can, as you say, eat cake.
Quix
August 5th, 2009
so funny as you mentioned “challenges”. Today as I was SO frustrated that I was having a very hard time standing up on the SUP board- there were waves & surf- trying to get my balance -let alone surf the thing- my dear husband said to me “embrace the challenge”. It was a very wise thing to say, then he paddled off. So brilliant. love him
surfmom
August 5th, 2009
My challenge it to go buy marshmallow creme and cream cheese… I haven’t accomplished this yet but I will! mmmmm
stlwtr
August 6th, 2009
Is this the most ‘fucks’ in one posting? I worship the krispie treat, and can recommend the ones with M&M’s highly. A large pan with icy diet coke as a chaser make a lovely dinner.
she
August 7th, 2009
Patience: I get frustrated at work when my patients aren’t getting better and I don’t know why. I know it takes years of experience, but I want to know it all now.
Challenge: been doing 3x 1mile repeats at 8:00/7:30 pace, which is hard, but getting better.
Marshmallow Creme: Why?? I’ve never understood it. Other than Krispie Treats and Smores, I don’t think marshmallows should exist.
Kel
August 8th, 2009
I bought a box of the packaged rice krispie treats for my kids snacks and then I looked at the box and realized one treat was ONLY 60 calories…so I ate one…and then another. I ate the whole goddamn box. The kids did not even get one. I bought another box this morning. We’ll see if I can control myself better next time.
Lan-Ling
August 10th, 2009