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Don’t Think, Just Throw

October 7, 2014 by cynthiaelder

“Don’t think, just throw.”  Evie Calvin “Nuke” LaLouche

Bull Durham

I have a tendency to over-analyze.  I will analyze my situation at every turn.  If someone makes a comment to me then I’ll try to figure out what they really meant by that comment.  If I would take it at face value and go on, I’d be fine.  But no, I want to know what they really meant.

So my biggest problem is that I don’t let things happen as they are supposed to happen.  I have to “will” things to be bad.  what I really need to do is just allow things to be “great”.  Oh yeah, and get to work!

I love this line from “Bull Durham”.  Here’s this great pitcher who doesn’t have a clue how he is so great.  So he’ll try too hard and can’t control his pitch.  Throughout the movie he comes to realize that if he listens to those with more experience and not think about what he’s doing that he’ll throw strikes.  Other characters do whatever they can to take his mind off of pitching so he can pitch a no-hitter.

I have come to realize that if am distracted that I can do a really good job.  If I’m too busy to worry about what I’m saying or what I’m doing, I can get the job done, well.  I always thought I did much better on a diet when I was too busy to worry about eating.  I do a much better job in anything if I’m too busy to worry about the little things.

Because if I’m not busy enough I do worry about the little things.  I wonder what people think of me.  I wonder what they think about a particular project.  I wonder what they think about the color of wallpaper in their entry hall.  I wonder about all of that, and I worry about it.  What if they don’t like it.  I worry what if they don’t like me or what I said or what I wore or how I did my hair, or anything.  And that is exhausting.

The best thing I can do is go through life so busy I don’t have time to think.  There was a time that I put this quote on my wall in my office.  It didn’t matter.  I still thought about it.  I thought about what people thought of me putting this quote on my wall.  Then I had a baseball on my desk.  I thought it would be cool to put that quote on the baseball.  I wondered what people would think.

Most people don’t think anything about anything about me.  They don’t have the time or energy to concentrate their existence on what font I used in a new design I’m working on.  They don’t.  And who am I to think that much of myself that I worry what people are thinking about me, all the time.

Jimmy Kimmel signs off his talk show every night with “my apologies to Matt Damon, we ran out of time and couldn’t get him on.”  I laugh at that every night, even though I know it’s coming.  I have often wondered what Matt Damon thinks of Jimmy Kimmel for that line.  I’ll bet Matt Damon doesn’t give it an ounce of notice.  If he did he only did once and went on with really important things.  Maybe I should get to work too.

Meat.

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Posted in: Life Coaching Tagged: analyze, baseball, Bull Durham, busy, distracted, exhausting, Jimmy Kimmel, Matt Damon, pitcher, strikes

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