In fact, it actually began last week while I was in New York City. Trying to fit in an eight week class, even with our greatly reduced travel schedule, is a big challenge. Especially for an anxiety ridden person like me. Will I fit in? Will I make a fool of myself? Am I going to be able to do it all? Wat if I make a mistake? Will everyone think I’m a laughingstock? It is awfully trying for me to step out of my comfort zone and attend a class like this, so I like the excuse “I can’t fit it into my schedule.”
On the other hand, it is something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time. And pushing myself out of my comfort zone surely must be a good step forward for me. Having this training will move me closer towards being the disaster volunteer I’ve aspired to be for a long time now.
So tonight, with butterflies in my belly, I’m going to head out and join the class, a week late. Nervous, but ready to tackle this.
