Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Learn something new everyday

Hey Lifers what's up?

Ok so I learned a little something about myself today. Actually it's something I've known for a while now, but have just been struggling with it personally.

You see, I realized today that failure isn't determined by wins and losses, but rather by taking the chance, or not taking the chance in my case. I know pretty sad. Here I am a grown man and afraid of failure. But today I came to terms with the fact that because I'm afraid to try, I'm already defeated. 

Yeah, like I said, I know pretty sad. I mean, I've always been one of those guys who preaches that if you don't take a chance, then you don't have a chance. I guess I never really thought it applied to me.

But I guess the truth of the matter is that I'm very content. Always have been. Even though I may gripe and complain about things, I've  pretty set in my ways. When I was in middle school I had the same breakfast like every day. My mom would make breakfast for us before school, and every morning she would ask us what we wanted. And every day I would holla back, French Toast. My siblings never gave her any other ideas, so that's what she made. And I loved it. When I go out to eat I know exactly, and I mean exactly, what I'm getting usually before I sit down. For example, McDonald's? Number 4. Wendy's? Number 2. How about Chili's you say. Easy, Monterey Chicken. What about a steak house. Ribeye medium well, baked potato loaded, Cesar salad. I could go on, but you get the point. The thing about it is, what if I get something and don't like it? So I'll just take the easy way out and get what I know I like. It's easier that way I guess.

 So anyway, today I practiced a little bit of what I preach. Good for me right? At least I hope...


So tell me Lifers, are you afraid to branch out? Are you content, or are you the adventurous kind willing to take a chance?

1 comment:

  1. No! I'm always willing to try something new. If I don't like it, I'll try to doctor it up with salt or pepper or Tabasco sauce or something. Or I will just get a to-go box and take it home to my step-son. Then stop by a fast food place and take something home. I'll just know not to order that again. And if its bad enough, I’ll blog about it. I just want to enjoy all there is. Like I just startred eating Sushi about a year ago. Live on, dude.