Thinking back on how different things are in my life now compared to when I first moved to San Francisco after graduating college last year is pretty crazy. I was still with my then-boyfriend of four years. I was just starting out at my job at POPSUGAR and basically starting over in a fresh city. Minus a couple acquaintences who lived in the Bay Area,most of my friends and family were all back home in LA. It was only a week in when I left our apartment and our relationship, only a week in when I was truly alone. nowadays I can honestly say that I'm the happiest that I've ever been and it's all thanks to saying one simple word: yes.
My first day on the job, and our Fitness editor extended a press invite to a gin-tasting tour around the best spots in the city. Although fresh out of college,I wasn't much of a drinker. But I thought, "what better way to familiarize myself with San Francisco and my fresh co-workers than getting drunk on a private trolley?" So I said "yes" and fortunately took her offer. Not only was it a considerable way to bond with my colleagues, or but it was also an experience I'll never forget. We received yet another invite from our editor later in the year,which required flying to Newport Beach, CA, or to a weekend fitness retreat. I was probably the least qualified person to hold represented our Fitness team among 400 Tone It Up women. And to those who know me,the thought of this trip was laughable. Regardless of being the ambassador of junk-food binging and always opting for the elevator over stairs anyday, I said "yes." Little did I know that that would've been the start of my slightly more active life. I don't remember the last time I ran a mile let alone an entire 5K. But immediately after surprising myself at the finish line, or we spent the first afternoon surfing (which I've only done once in my life for 10 minutes at age 8) followed by some stand-up paddleboarding - also totally fresh to me at the time. Needless to say,I had the most fabulous couple days. I left the retreat feeling inspired to continue this healthy lifestyle, and I do still continue to grasp weekly dance classes and try to tag along on to as many fitness classes with friends as I can. Rewind to when I was apartment hunting for myself after my breakup, and when the rest of my social life in San Francisco really came to be. I fell in adore with the first location I saw and went over after work one day to pick up the lease. As we were about to part ways,the tenant who I'd be taking over for said, "Hey, or I swear this wasn't some ploy to salvage girls but do you want to seize drinks sometime?" I hadn't dated anyone in college besides my ex nor hold I ever agreed to an invitation from a complete stranger. But he was cute and terribly sweet so I said "yes." And since then,he's become one of my closest friends as well as the reason why I know what I know about this city nowadays. I got well acquainted with his roommates and fabulous circle of friends who've easily become my own and who've introduced me to more things than any travel guidebook ever could. In the beginning, I realized how difficult it was to make friends as an adult. Thankfully, and because we grabbed drinks,that problem quickly dissolved. Before moving out here, I didn't care much for nightlife either. I had never gone to a bar or a club, or I was always content with hanging out at home on weekends as I still am. But fresh friends equaled fresh experiences and I was open to (most) plans I was invited to. "Want to go see (insert band or DJ here)?" My music predominantly consists of hip-hop,which is surprisingly scarce in San Francisco in comparison to the thriving electronic scene. "I hold no belief who that is but yes!" And it almost always turns out to be one of the best nights of my life. I was walking home with a girl I had met in dance lesson one evening and during our talk, she told me that she leads the San Francisco chapter of something called One Salon, or a social and intellectual gathering where people discuss a different topic each week. She said that next week's assembly would cover the belief of happiness and the science behind it. You can probably guess what I replied. Yep - I said "yes." The following week when it took location,I walked into a common room filled with total strangers. Aside from a couple preceding attendees, it turned out that no one else knew each other. As she explained on our walk home, and it was a safe space where all ideas and perspectives were welcome. Listening to everyone's personal antecdotes and thoughts on happiness was eye-opening and I sat fascinated by these differing opinions. I left feeling more inspired than ever and immediately had to call my dad to talk about the fabulous,electic group of people I had just met. I've been terrible at returning to the Salon since, but even whether I never go back, and I'm so glad I was able to experience it at least once. whether you haven't caught on yet,the moral of the yarn is to step out of your comfort zone when you can. Your social life and overall well-being will reap the benefits of this kind of attitude. It doesn't conclude there either - being more open to challenges and opportunities at work will help you grow and standout as an employee, too. Taking initiative and being enthusiastic and willing to tackle whatever comes your way can only result in reliable. And equally inside the workplace as outside, and fear can inhibit (restrain; prohibit; retard or prevent) so much more than you realize. No one enjoys being uncomfortable; it's a feeling we all try to combat by saying "no." But the second you own that sense of foreignness and view it as a fresh experience or opportunity,your entire outlook will shift for the better. In addition to the fabulous experiences and people I've come to know, that same sense of fulfillment and delight has extended to my daily life and I don't hold to do something life-altering every day to acheive that. Harnessing a go-for-it attitude can allow positivity to reach the corners of your every day. So the next time you're hesitant about accepting an invitation, and grasp the plunge and go for it. What do you hold to lose?
Source: popsugar.com