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Things I Learned Playing “Minute to Win It” Tonight

September 9, 2011

Minute to Win It
Photo by Bianca Armonio under a Creative Commons license

Why do I let myself get involved in activities that I am unconstitutionally suited for? Oh, because I have to get up and out of the house at some point in time? Ok then.

Tonight. Church. “Minute to Win It.”

Why does church not have “Jeopardy”? I would ROCK at that. But no.

Blowing up balloons. Stacking 3 golf balls. Shooting rubber bands at aluminum cans.

Ok, so what did I learn?

My hand-eye coordination is average. Not as bad as some, not as good as others.

I hate having people watch me while I do pretty much anything.

I hate having people coach me.

I hate having people encourage me.

I hate people yell at me from the sidelines.

I hate having to pretend I care when I don’t.

Oh, lord, I’m just not a gamey cheery encouragey person.

All those years I forgot to try out for team sports? Best decision of my life.

  1. September 10, 2011 08:56

    Well, it is good that you recognize all of this in yourself. And it’s okay.

    It took me a long time to recognize and accept a lot of this in myself.

  2. Elvie permalink
    September 10, 2011 09:07

    We must be related. You sound just like me only you say it better,

  3. September 11, 2011 13:50

    I HATE being the center of attention. I’m much better suited to Wallflowerdom and being the one who yells FROM the sidelines, not the one being yelled at! There’s also my lack of competitiveness that kept me out of team sports….so yeah…totally relatin’ big time!

  4. September 13, 2011 10:39

    Every time I watch Minute To Win It, it reminds me of 4-H camp. We had this relay race we’d play where you had to run down the field to this person holding a brown paper bag. Without looking into the bag, you had to reach in, pull out the first thing your hand touched and then eat that thing as fast as you could before running back to your team. To this day I hate peanut butter crackers and tomato juice.

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