Today Gabe is wearing a grey sweatshirt, khaki pants, and brown shoes.
Just when you thought you could pin us down, you couldn’t — Gabe and I are hitting the road today and heading to a not-to-surprising place: Seattle, WA.
The reason is that I am giving my first-ever talk at a real-live conference. And yes, I am a little bit terrified.
I wrote the talk a few weeks ago, but work has been so busy that I haven’t had a chance to get down to memorizing it until this week. (OOPS.) Luckily, the memorization is coming along pretty well and pretty quickly, but I was just thinking about the actual moment of delivering this talk in front of a room full of people and realized: “What if when I get up there I just completely forget every single word of this thing?”
I mean, that probably won’t happen. I don’t think. Right? Nah, it probably won’t. (But it might.)
I never used to have a problem speaking in front of crowds; in fact, I used to really like being on stage and giving presentations in school. But somewhere after college that skill…just sort of left. Now I get nervous just presenting in a small meeting with a bunch of people that I know, so — this talk will be an exciting moment where I either conquer my fears for good or have to quit my job and move to Mongolia in shame forever where no one will ever find me.
Hopefully, I just memorize it to a level where I can shut off my brain and the words will still come out.
I don’t know.
I went to a yoga class yesterday in an attempt to de-stress and unclench my shoulder muscles for once, and discovered this new teacher encourages LOTS of moaning in class. Apparently, the vibrations of moaning and sighing and groaning while you gently stretch your limbs shakes up your cells and makes them…happier? I’m not sure.
Anyways, obviously I couldn’t bring myself to even breathe deeply in this class, let alone groan, and so there I was surrounded by 6 people who were doing their best to out-moan each other for 75 minutes and needless to say I will NOT be attending that particular yoga class again. Uuuuunngggghhhhhh.
Time for me to get back to work memorizing. Wish me luck. And if I do end up having to move to Mongolia, it has been great blogging with you here and I am sorry that I will have had to disappear into shame witness protection. We had a good run.
(Just kidding. It will be great! Right? Right.)