I’m Staying in My Comfort Zone
I’ve been thinking a lot about comfort zones lately. I think the whole propaganda around not being in a comfort zone can be taken a bit too far. I realized this week that some comfort zones are completely fine to be in.
For example, a few months ago I got this idea in my head that I should try and go 30 days without wearing a zip up hoodie. I know, that probably sounds completely dumb when you think about it, but I pretty much wear one every single day. I even wore one outside in 97 degree weather the other day and was just fine with it.
I had this idea in my head that because it’s so comfortable for me, I should challenge myself by taking it away. I hadn’t started it yet, but one day last week, I FORGOT MY HOODIE. I hated every second of it. I was physically uncomfortable. I couldn’t focus while at work. Luckily, my husband was wonderful enough to swing by my office and bring me one.
I began to think about it and realized that it was stupid for me to want to eliminate this particular comfort zone because there was literally no point to it. I can wear anything I want to work. I don’t show up to business events in a hoodie or wear them at other inappropriate times. No one is being hurt by my hoodie wearing, if anything I find it as comforting as my weighted blanket, like a hug and being tactile/kinesthetic– I probably need the stimulus.
Not to mention, how often I already stretch myself outside of my comfort zone. Between work, fitness and the projects I’m working on, it’s literally every damn day. I am so uncomfortable with 90% of my life I think it’s going to be okay if I let the hoodie stick around.
Moral of the story is, cut yourself a break. Don’t make yourself uncomfortable just for the sake of it, especially if you’re killing it in other areas of your life.
Big hoodied hugs,