As mentioned before, I was a medieval reenactment fighter (SCA). I was super bad at it, too.
How bad? In ten years of fighting, the farthest I ever made it in a double elimination tournament was three rounds. For comparison, an eggplant with a sword taped to it will automatically last two rounds in a double-elim.
Oh, and I won a tournament where, unbeknownst to the participants, the prize went to the fighter who lost the most. True story. I had to fight it off with another dude who had also not won any fights. He beat me.
However, if you are not actively watching me swing a stick at another dude, the words “I was a medieval reenactment fighter” result in mad respect and “WOAH SHE FIGHTS WITH SWORDS I BET YOU KICK BUTT.”
Regardless of how badly I fight, casual observers see me as exactly the same as Duke Sir Hotstick, Champion of the World.
All the layperson cares about is: I participated.
Likewise with football. I’ll tell you straight out: I was third string benchwarmer special teams. One time, the coach didn’t even put me on the depth chart at all! Actually that was THREE GAMES IN A ROW.
I stink at football.
But, as far as my friends are concerned, I might as well be Joe Haden. [Google him, non-football fans. It isn’t all about quarterbacks, you know.]
All they see is: I’m out there.
Look how far you get in life, how much joy and acceptance you get JUST FOR PARTICIPATING. That’s why I do so many things I’m not good at.
It took time for me to get over that innate fear, that voice that says one should only do what one excels at. That silly lying voice that thinks other people give a damn if you look silly. The only way I do anything at all is by letting myself look stupid.
Yet, friends say, “Oh I could never do what you do!”
Really? REALLY? Because look who can:
What are you not participating in because you’re not good at it? DO IT. Life is graded on participation only.
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Charric Van der Vliet · February 19, 2016 at 8:53 am
All:
I fought her. She had a really good variation on the oldstyle. I made the mistake in our first fight of thinking, “awww…she’s just a guurl…” and she near handed me my head. I guarantee that no fighter ever thinks they are good compared to their contemporaries, but this girl stomped the Terra.
-Charric Van der Vliet
Marie · February 19, 2016 at 8:18 pm
AAAAAWWWW.
*scuff toe*
Makes me want to go out there and smack guys in the head with a stick again. I mean, more. 🙂
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