I’ll never be an Axe Murderer. Lizzie Borden, I’m just not. I’m a lover, not a fighter for one thing and for another, my aim just plain isn’t good enough (and blood and guts are a little bit of a gross out for me). As part of my 2015 plan to try things that I’ve never tried before (very much Oz approved), I agreed to go with a bunch of women to Axe Throwing. Well, it was a great evening BUT, I certainly wasn’t a natural. As you can see from the position of my axe (I feel so macho saying that) – it did hit the board, but I only got a hole in one, bullseye or whatever you want to call the middle part of the board two times that night. Some people were just naturals at this slightly aggressive activity – I’m not saying that makes them psychotic, but there first step is admitting that you have a problem…right?
The day of the throwing of the axes made me have to face a very mild fear – or maybe just slight discomfort…fear works better because one of my last blogs was about an episode of Dr. Oz about dealing with life’s little scary moments…Everyone that I knew bailed on the evening, except for the organizer. There were going to be another 14 or 15 people that I had never met before. Even scarier, it was pouring torrential sheets of rain (I hate damp clothes). For a very fleeting moment, I considered cancelling, however, good manners and the fact that I like a challenge spurred me on. Of course I got to the restaurant before the organizer/one friend that I knew, so I plunked myself down, and chatted, remembering that I spend half of my working day meeting or talking to people that I’ve never met before. It was a great group of very welcoming people – once again, our Zombie Room Escape planning hostess had nailed another evening. It was so nice to not have to tell people about what was going on in my life and so nice to not have anyone complaining about this or that. Just a lot of fun, a lot of axes thrown and some even hit their target.
Trying new things or meeting new people can be stressful at the best of times, but being able to say that I did something that I’ve never tried before, and didn’t let the fear of unknown people or activity stop me from just showing up was the best part. If you ever have a chance to go throw some axes around – do it! If I can come home with every limb attached, so can you!