The Year of Yes
I recently read a blurb about The Year of Yes by Maria Headley, in which the author makes a vow to say yes to anyone who asked her on a date for the next year.
I haven't read the book, but the premise got me thinking. I haven't really dated anyone since college because I never say yes to anyone who asks me out. There are a number of things I want to do before I'm too old, too busy, too sick, or too respectable to do. Many items on my "To do list for life" are easy to check off but are languishing on my list because I'm procrastinating. I'm not saying I have a lot of free time. I work crazy hours, and in my field there is an infinite amount of material to learn.
But I have never competed in a race. I have never learned to fight. I have never organized a food drive. I have never walked to Brooklyn. I have never been to a movie by myself. I have never dated an artist, a chef, a doctor, a woman, a guy with an accent, or a celebrity.
So welcome to my Year of Yes. This doesn't just apply to dating -- that's a very small part of my plan. I'm saying yes to life. If an opportunity comes up, my knee jerk reaction will be to embrace it. This blog will keep me honest -- if I start sliding back into my shell, my updates will get boring, and that will be embarrassing for all of us.
Now, let me share what I've already done:
4/14: Makeover: I bought my first designer outfit and got my first real salon haircut. No, I'm not 12, just a tomboy who's socially underdeveloped.
4/15: Met a college friend for brunch, then walked all over Tribeca until sunset.
4/16: Went for a run in Central Park. Then I went to a party and met a guy whom I did not immediately reject. Hey, baby steps are better than nothing.
4/17: Took my first boxing class, at a real boxing gym. I'm invincible! Although the first rule of fight club is you do not talk about fight club.
4/18: Went for a mid-day run between clinic and lectures. Dragged my ass and my books out to a cafe instead of doing homework at home. I was rewarded by meeting a cute guy with an accent, and I gave him my number (applause, applause). And I set up a blog. Woo, let's not get crazy here!
To anyone who is socially underdeveloped, losing luster, lonely, bored, predictable, or wasting time, join me. To anyone who is not taking advantage of their youth, health, social network, social standing, or habitat, snap out of it. Be more fun. Just say yes.
I haven't read the book, but the premise got me thinking. I haven't really dated anyone since college because I never say yes to anyone who asks me out. There are a number of things I want to do before I'm too old, too busy, too sick, or too respectable to do. Many items on my "To do list for life" are easy to check off but are languishing on my list because I'm procrastinating. I'm not saying I have a lot of free time. I work crazy hours, and in my field there is an infinite amount of material to learn.
But I have never competed in a race. I have never learned to fight. I have never organized a food drive. I have never walked to Brooklyn. I have never been to a movie by myself. I have never dated an artist, a chef, a doctor, a woman, a guy with an accent, or a celebrity.
So welcome to my Year of Yes. This doesn't just apply to dating -- that's a very small part of my plan. I'm saying yes to life. If an opportunity comes up, my knee jerk reaction will be to embrace it. This blog will keep me honest -- if I start sliding back into my shell, my updates will get boring, and that will be embarrassing for all of us.
Now, let me share what I've already done:
4/14: Makeover: I bought my first designer outfit and got my first real salon haircut. No, I'm not 12, just a tomboy who's socially underdeveloped.
4/15: Met a college friend for brunch, then walked all over Tribeca until sunset.
4/16: Went for a run in Central Park. Then I went to a party and met a guy whom I did not immediately reject. Hey, baby steps are better than nothing.
4/17: Took my first boxing class, at a real boxing gym. I'm invincible! Although the first rule of fight club is you do not talk about fight club.
4/18: Went for a mid-day run between clinic and lectures. Dragged my ass and my books out to a cafe instead of doing homework at home. I was rewarded by meeting a cute guy with an accent, and I gave him my number (applause, applause). And I set up a blog. Woo, let's not get crazy here!
To anyone who is socially underdeveloped, losing luster, lonely, bored, predictable, or wasting time, join me. To anyone who is not taking advantage of their youth, health, social network, social standing, or habitat, snap out of it. Be more fun. Just say yes.
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