Conquering the Cartwheels in Life

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My first cartwheel in I don’t even know.

Is there something that you used to love to do? That one thing you used to do it all the time and now you can’t remember the last time you did it. I am sure that you stopped doing it organically and then one day you realized that you can’t remember the last time you attempted to even do it.

One of the houses we had growing up had a large lawn that I adventured all over with my brother. If I wasn’t riding my bright pink banana seated Schwinn around I was cartwheeling across the enormous yard; at times making myself dizzy with the amount of them I did in a row. And then one day I stopped. I don’t remember why I stopped, but I do know what kept me from turning another cartwheel in my adult life.

Hello fear and doubt, there you are, telling me all of the reasons why I shouldn’t or even couldn’t turn a cartwheel at the age of 41.

  • I’m too old
  • I would need to use my rescue inhaler
  • I would fall over
  • I would twist my wrist
  • I would wrench my back
  • I would break my collar bone
  • people will see me try and possibly fail
  • people will laugh at me
  • people will talk about me

Typically if this was a task that I would seriously consider doing I would soon abandon the idea at bullet point three or four. But for whatever reason I became obsessed with trying to do a cartwheel just to prove to myself that I could in fact still do one. Everywhere I went I surveyed the area to see if I could maybe sneak a cartwheel in without injuring myself.

Yes, I even thought of doing them at the gas station, but decided against that because A, cameras and B,all of the breakable things, including myself.

Then on a sunny afternoon on the last day of September I found myself on the lawn of the Perry’s International Peace Monument with it’s level ground and lush green grass and I decided to talk myself into seeing if I could still do a cartwheel. To keep myself accountable and to remind myself I at least tried I decided to record my attempt on my phone in the broad daylight in the middle of the afternoon.

And as an OG blogging peep if I attempted to do a cartwheel and I didn’t share it on social media did it even happen at all?

When is the last time you attempted to do something that your mind or others have convinced you that you can’t do.

“If you want to conquer fear, don’t sit home and think about it. Go out and get busy.” -Dale Carnegie

Fear and doubt have stopped me from writing here and really anywhere. I used to do it all of the time and then for no reason, fear and anxiety I just stopped. I have cheered on my friends who I have met through this space. I traveled around the country loving on, mourning with and celebrating with people I would have never crossed paths with if it wasn’t for my place here that got me started.

And just like that first cartwheel I did, these first posts aren’t going to be pretty. The flow will get better and I promise that I will learn how to stick the landing. Please be patient with me as I am learning where I need to go with my new old space.

If you need cheering on with something leave it in the comments and I will be happy to help push that fear and doubt away.

 

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  1. writenlsmith says:

    Oh this makes me so happy! I’ve never been able to do a cartwheel but now I want a majorette baton because that’s what I stopped doing. I used to be able to twirl, throw, spin and catch. Sigh…

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