A while back I saw a meme somewhere online which said something like: “I wish I hadn’t gone to that yoga class”… said no one ever.
When I’m feeling a bit lazy and want to stay at home crocheting instead of going to yoga I think about this meme and it gets me up and out the door almost every time. It’s a reminder of how worthwhile it is when you make the effort.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been one of those people who likes things to be done properly and never understood how people thought it was okay to do things half-arsed.
”If you’re going to do a job, do it properly” was a favourite adage of my parents. It clearly stuck with me!
As I’ve gotten older, I realise that time constraints apply a pressure which kids don’t really understand. You can’t do it all so sometimes, things will just have to do. I rarely cook a proper meal from scratch, I almost never iron anything, I have patchy areas on my ceiling where I couldn’t tolerate craning my neck and getting paint in my eyes to do yet another coat of paint. I could go on…
That said, there are still things which I stubbornly refuse to compromise on, things I refuse to be slapdash about. I recently lost about 20 hours work on a crochet project because I knew it could be better, so I started over. I could have left if as it was but I knew that in the back of my mind it would irritate me and, that voice wouldn’t leave me be. You know, the one which says, you could have done better if you had just made that extra effort
I’m sure you’ve all heard that voice before and I hope you all know that sometimes it’s worth listening to and sometimes it needs telling to wind it’s neck in! I’m all for giving your all for the things you care about, but also realising that can’t be everything!
What is important to one person may mean nothing to another so this is a highly individual thing.
For me, knowing that I have done my best in these areas helps me sleep at night, just as knowing that some things really don’t matter that much allows me to let go of the need to be perfect. I’ve talked before about how to be imperfect so if you are tormented by perfectionism, you might want a read!
Get off your butt
The weekend just gone I had planned to head to London for an In Colourful Company social and visit a few museums whilst I was there. I love a tourist day in London every now and again.
However, as I woke up on Saturday morning, the sky was grey, it was drizzling, the wind was gusty and the urge to stay home was strong. It seemed like such an effort to get on my bike to cycle through the wind to the station, train… tube… walking… the excuses were starting to build up. Then I remembered how much I appreciate this colourful community, how much I love wandering around London and just seeing what I find. I remembered that it was worth making the effort.
So I got my arse in gear and off I went. As I pulled into London the sun even came out and it ended up being the hottest October day on record and I walked for miles feeling the warmth on my face. Here are some of the fun things I discovered.
The Sir John Soane’s Museum: I loved this place. There is no photography allowed inside, in fact they make you turn your phone off at the door. I kind of forgot how to do that. There’s a sign Ineeded to digi-detox!
The Old Curiosity Shop: I walked round a corner and it was just there, hanging out in it’s Dickensian glory
Two separate protests: I have no idea what they were marching for, but one involved bagpipes and lots of bicycles and the other a huge group of people dressed in furry animal costumes.
The Tate Modern: This place is overwhelming and I was kind of tired by the time I got here so I went for pot luck and just wandered. As if by magnetism, I came across a beautiful fibre art exhibition. The Law of Attraction inaction there!
A Banksy on the south bank: This one wasn’t shredded!
Drink Shop & Do: This is where I was meeting the in colourful company group for drinks and snacks. It’s a crafty cafe in Kings Cross, hosting lots of workshops which turns into a club after hours. I’ve been wanting to visit there for an age so this was the perfect opportunity. I met a bunch of new people and caught up with others I knew and chatted and laughed and got overexcited about a giant disco ball and a pink glittery piano. It also transpired, I’m not the only one with a weird tea towel etiquette.
I could go on as my camera roll is full to bursting with captured moments, but this isn’t meant to be a London tourist guide, It’s intended as a simple example to illustrate that when you make the effort, you really do get out what you put in. The view is almost always worth the climb (and if it isn’t, you’ve learned not to try that mountain again!).
The way I see it, making an effort is about not making excuses. It’s NOT about going 100 miles an hour 100% of the time. This is a really important distinction. We also must make the effort to take time for self-care and to get more sleep.
We never seem to get enough sleep!
The whole ‘husstle’ attitude is great in that it inspires work ethic, but it can make you feel guilty if you’re not go go go all the time. I would like to call bullshit on that approach! It’s about balance, not burnout.
We all need to make the effort to stay healthy, mentally and physically, which kind of brings me back to where I started. I figure this week’s post is ‘good enough’ now, so time to sign off, I’m going to be late for yoga…