There were couples, singles, oldies (me), and young’uns.
There was beer, wine, and food.
And I was terrified to participate.
I’ve never been much for games. Here’s why:
- As a kid, I didn’t participate in sports. I have no practice, no understanding of “how” to play games, no experience that comes back to me during these moments of “fun”.
- I’m missing the ‘strategy’ gene. I am dumbfounded by the subtle nuances and natural choices that athletes make (even in a simple kickball game).
- I. Am. Slow. Recently, my boxing coach watched me stumble upon a dead bird outside. Rather than notice it and flee, I saw it, stopped dead in my tracks, screamed “DEAD BIRD”, pointed, THEN ran away. I have to get a video of his hilarious re-enactment of my delayed physical response time.
- I’m terrified. Aren’t you athletes afraid of letting down your entire team??? Don’t you understand that you COULD FAIL???
Since I’m not much for beer or wine (and I forgot my damn tequila), I decided to take Nike’s advice and just do it.
- During Dodge Ball, I threw the ball directly at people, like you’re supposed to. They caught each one beautifully! I got hit many times, missed easy catches, and was on the sidelines until my more seasoned teammates got me back in.
- During Foosball Soccer, my biggest fear of being a goalie came true. (What a horrible job!). My senses were heightened and I was terrified. I let several balls through and caught one that actually SCORED for the other team.
- During the Obstacle Course, the only points I got were for ‘flair’. Speed is not my friend.
- During Flip Cup, I failed and failed and failed and failed. And our team lost every single round.
Beth whispered strategy in my ear and helped me knock out Leslie with the Dodge Ball. What a rush!
Trish was the MOST amazing defense to my goal – I can’t believe how fast she can move! I was blown away.
I’ve decided that it was my suggestion of adding “Flair Points” to the obstacle course that made it absolutely hilarious!
And Flip Cup…well, I have a long way to go with that, but I really, actually, finally understood what it feels like to be a part of and cheer your team on.
How was I able to let go and try something uncomfortable? I had a team who was never going to judge me. They coached, they laughed, they teased. They offered kind words and encouragement. But they never judged. (Hmph. This is starting to sound like a Method 360 class…)
Rather than look around and be intimidated, I decided to be impressed. To be inspired. And to learn. Best of all, I was able to laugh at myself…my ballerina-style throwing, running, and jumping was a source of humor for EVERYONE. #MyMethod
When’s the next Game Night?