I played on some pretty intense softball teams when I was a kid. I don’t know if it’s because it was the 1980s or because it was Appalachia, but clearly the threat of lawsuits or allegations of child abuse were not a concern to my coaches. They trained us hard. The fact that we were just a bunch of little girls didn’t matter – there were few practices that didn’t leave me bruised and limping.
Now, getting hit with a ball never didn’t hurt. Same thing with being taken out by a base-runner. The only thing that changed as a result of getting hit over and over was (a) you learned to not flinch and (b) you learned that the bruises will heal and the pain will fade.
I got nailed by a lot of balls in 2010.
I’ll wait for the #Iam12 crowd to stop giggling. Ready? Okay.
I don’t mean the above in a “woe is me” sort of way. While some of these hits were actual, honestly bad things that happened, many were just intense. Scary. Thrilling. Exciting. New. (I’ll wait for you to stop singing the theme to “The Love Boat.” Ready? Okay.) I thought about listing them all out month by month, but that seemed overly narcissistic and really only my parents would be interested (and even they would stop reading by around July.)
Long story short, I had some “big” professional event each month. Sometimes two. It started with Lawberry Midwinter at Harvard in January and ended with my vox pop guest post this month. In between were presentations, publications, controversies, trips, new collaborative projects, committees and meating (aka an in-person meeting of someone only known from the Internet) lots and lots of people – some I couldn’t wait to meat and some I was sort of hoping to never have to face. And, oh yeah… I moved to a new region of the country and started a new job.
Individually, none were really that huge (except for the new job and move thing). But the size of some events are hard to determine when you are in the middle o f them and some events are stressful to me because of my personality. (e.g. meating people scares the crap out of me. ) At any rate, the cumulative effect has left me exhausted. Although the events were varied, they did have one thing in common: I stretched myself and didn’t take the safe route. Some things I even deliberately did because the thought of it terrified me. So, even though everything didn’t work out perfectly, I can’t say that I really regret too much. I did the best I could and stayed true to myself. And, like my childhood softball practice, it has left me less scared to deal with future events.
There’s supposedly a Chinese curse that goes “May you live in interesting times” and 2010 was definitely…interesting. The goal for 2011 is to have a more boring year. Without falling into a rut or ceasing growth, that is. Of course, I just agreed to start contributing to the Law Librarian Blog(in addition to keeping up my blog here.) I’m sure that’ll keep things from getting too stagnant.
I hope, Gentle Reader, that you have a happy and safe new year. Thanks for continuing to read my rambling thoughts.