I admire and love a lot of things about my friends but I was thinking the other day how there is something about my friend Jessie that I just admire so much and it inspires me quite a bit. Jessie is literally the most interesting person I know — she is always trying new hobbies or taking classes. Right now she’s doing tap dancing classes (just because) but before that she’s done things like glassblowing, art classes or taking an ESL class and countless other hobbies. She’s just always trying out new hobbies or taking classes to learn things.
I’ve realized that pretty much since my mid-20’s I’ve just decided (unintentionally?) that I know the things I’m good at and like and I know the things I’m not good at and don’t like and that’s that. No need to try out new hobbies because I felt like I’m past the age of discovering that I could be good at other things. Which is WEIRD because I’m all about trying new things like new foods, new places to hang out, different places to discover locally, attending things I’ve never experienced before (I went to this cool aerial art storytelling thing with my friends recently that was really different though I think the story went over my head) or even something as simple as a reading from a genre I don’t really read.
I’m always TRYING new things one-off but the thought of trying out a new hobby or learning a new skill has just not been at the forefront because of whatever internal BS going on in my head.
Maybe it’s because I’ve always maintained that I’m not really GOOD at anything. I was never great at sports or art or any typical hobbies kids/young adults pick up. I also was a serial hobby dropper, too. I did dance as a kid for a few years but never went forward with it (I have NO idea why because I loved it). I played softball growing up but as soon as I moved to high school I was too scared of how intense it was getting and my little chicken arms did not want to face girls throwing a bajillion miles per hour. I played lacrosse in high school but I was really not good at all and quit my senior year. I tried to learn how to draw but I quickly got frustrated that I sucked at it and wasn’t improving (like after two times of trying). I took drum lessons from my friend one whole time before I realized I didn’t have the dedication. I just never found my THING besides reading and writing. So I kind of wrote off trying new hobbies.
Or maybe it’s the thought of being a beginner. Maybe I’ve looked at the idea of ~being a beginner~ as a bad thing at 31. Like starting something all over again when people who are your same age are probably super competent at it.
But I’ve been inspired by my friend Jessie lately. I want to explore new things. I want to learn a new skill. I want to dabble in potential hobbies. It’s not like I HAVE to commit to any of them…so what’s the harm? I mean, I’m not TOO OLD to learn new things or pick up a new hobby. PEOPLE DO IT ALL THE TIME and they are decades older than me. I kind of get a thrill thinking about the possibility that after 31 years of life I could discover a new passion or hobby that I never knew I would have enjoyed.
It’s that thrill of meeting new parts of yourself and realizing that maybe the person you pegged yourself isn’t totally the whole picture of who you are. After all, I feel like I’m always learning so much about myself and I’m changing all the time.
But of course I get all inspired as I’m pregnant and ready to have a baby so my hobby undertaking is slightly limited but I’m going to get brainstorming. Any ideas for me??
Tell me about your hobbies (past or present) or classes you’ve taken or things you are learning! Maybe I will find some inspiration from you guys!