I’m so behind on the Zero to Hero challenge, I’m not sure it’s worth continuing at this point since January has come and gone. I’ve cheated and looked at the tasks I’ve still got to do and I may just pick and choose the ones I want. I know it’s not in the spirit of things but insert excuse here.
When I started, I wasn’t sure I’d get through this event but I’ve still had fun taking part. I may not have achieved everything, but at least I gave it a shot. And I think that’s important, not just with Zero to Hero, but with life in general.
I posted a quote the other day that asked what you would do if you knew you wouldn’t fail. You obviously don’t know this, but that was the prompt that woke me from my misery and set me on my journey to London and subsequent change in myself. So now you know.
And it was a big risk for me. I left behind a life I knew. Sure I wasn’t happy, but it was familiar and (let’s be honest) sheltered. I traded that in for uncertainty. I was travelling alone overseas for the first time. I had no-one to rely on. And I had no idea or plan on how to make it ‘work’. I knew what I wanted though, at a basic level, and just took every opportunity or chance that would bring me to my goal. A lot of hard work and tears later, the risk finally paid off. And things only looked up from there.
It’s strange how taking that risk also had an effect on my boundaries. There were many things that I thought I couldn’t do, but it turns out I could and I did. I won’t lie to you — I had mixed results. Sometimes they were regrettable, but at least I have an interesting story. But most of the time they were great experiences that I’ll remember. I guess my attitude of “fuck it, let’s just see what happens” sort-of works.
All I can really say is, if you ever feel stuck in a rut, take some risks and break some boundaries. You’ll never know where you’ll end up.