...and again, and again, and again...
I remember when I was a child; I had the hardest time learning to ride my bike. As soon as the training wheels came off, the bruises on my legs and elbows appeared. I can still picture my dad running behind to help with balance, but as soon as he let go…I’d instantly loose balance, crash, and sit there paralyzed by frustration on the driveway. Today I felt exactly like I did at that moment: frustrated with myself for getting it wrong, again. Except this time, it wasn’t the concrete that hurt, it was the ice. Learning the Waltz Jump has probably been one of the most challenging – and painful – experiences I’ve had since I started figure skating not too long ago. This past week, I’ve been trying to land it over and over again, only to find myself falling everytime. As I came unto the ice this afternoon, i thought to myself...
“Ok, I can do this, right? I mean, it’s nothing more than: bend, kick, arms up, toepick, jump, land...I can DO this, and no, I’m NOT gonna fall this time”
…and you know what? I finally landed it today(:
This is how I KNOW that practice makes perfect. If at first you don't succeed, try again! No matter how clumsy you feel in the process...
After all, is it possible to learn to ride a bike without failing?
No, I think not (:
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