As my knickers sharply reminded me that I was wearing the wrong ones, I stopped to think for a moment and catch my breath. There I was standing on the touch field near the end of a back to back no subs second game and unable to publically rescue my vah-china. I’m on my seventh season of social touch rugby, something I never thought I’d do. Holy cows in India – I can actually catch a ball, run, defend and occasionally score a try! I also get a little aggressive, but just with myself when I force out a ‘F***!’ and a pained expression for being a butterfingers. I really don’t want to let my team down.
I started playing touch when I came back home; to meet new people and to prove to myself that I wasn’t as uncoordinated as I really believed that I was… and you know what, to make Mr T proud. He’d be smiling down from above, shaking his head and wondering why I had never played when he asked me to while we were living in Hong Kong. There was always an excuse aye; too hot, too unco, too asthmatic… it just so turns out that I really like playing the game.
So here’s to a bunch of stuff that I never ever thought I’d do, but I actually did and I kinda like it:
Eat seafood – My nana had once described eating oysters as “like a cat having kittens in the back of your throat”. So naturally I wouldn’t touch those pregnant shellfish cats with a 10 foot pole. Now I’ve made a start and have tried prawns, scallops, crayfish and shrimp… but I’m really not brave enough for oysters yet.
Drink wine – I never had a taste for it until a good friend of mine left half a bottle in my fridge and said to just keep sipping away. I’ve gone well past the sipping stage and learnt that it’s really not a good idea to try and knock them back like jelly shots going out of fashion.
Write – Who would’ve thought… me… a writer! And without a doubt – LOVING it! I still need to work on reading more… Like a friend said to me “NJ, you’re the only writer I know that doesn’t read.”
Travel by myself – I well and truly thought those days were over, with a major mental obstacle in that road. I managed to fill in that proverbial pothole and go! Now I keep taking advantage of flight specials and ticking off my bucket list as I go.
Play beach volleyball – I defied childhood taunts of me being useless at volleyball, from smelly boys in my class. So when the chance came up, I took it and even though I might not be the pick of the bunch, I love to dive into the sand and put off the opposition with a Sharapova-esque grunt.
It’s all about the opportunities really; when they jump in front of you waving their arms around like an inflatable wacky arm-flailing tube man, just take a moment to say ‘yep, I’ll give that a go!’ And if you’re anything like me, you’ll probably surprise yourself with bonus inner credit points… stock-piled and ready to look back on when you think about the awesome s*@! That you’ve done.
What opportunities have you surprised yourself with?