Take Me Out To The Ball Game

Posted on August 09, 2019 by Bri Zackery, One of Thousands of Life Coaches on Noomii.

As a coach it’s my job to encourage my clients to push the envelope and step outside of their comfort zone. Most exercises are simple tasks to establish healthier habits and acquire a ‘toolbox’ of techniques to manage success.

Other tasks are a bit more of a challenge – pushing one to face the fear dead on. Date night takes on a new meaning when flying solo. Couples go on date nights to reconnect with each other, much like the time when they first start dating. Giddiness – anticipation – Joy. Why shouldn’t each of us rekindle that same feeling within ourselves?

Why indeed? Most of us have not had the experience of truly being at one with ourselves. Solo does not signify being lonely. There is a stigma in our world that being alone equates to be lonely. It does not. Truly, depending on your belief system, no one on the planet is alone. Consider your state of mind. Consider your experiences up until this point. Bad experiences are so deeply etched into our souls; we often have no idea that the past dictates our responses.

What started off as a night with a buddy of mine, ended up being my Date Night – flying solo. I can’t remember the last time I actually went out on a date with myself. As I was enjoying the ball game, with a two fisted bag of roasted peanuts, washed down with the obligatory beer, I looked around. Surrounded by couples, with or without children, young and old, I thought how scary the experience could be. It is easy to get engulfed by the baseball game, but thoughts of insecurity filled my head. Who was watching me? What were they thinking? “How sad, she’s all alone at a baseball game.” I had no one to talk to, no one to get me a drink. Should I flee to my car? How can I possibly exit without being seen?

Everyone around me was in their own world. The older couple kept score (how many of you know how to do that?). The parents next to me doled out fries to the kids. Kids danced with the mascot. I was felt honored to be privy to all these different people. Everyone was having a good time. Only the recesses of my mind was yelling and screaming – “Get out, before someone realizes that you’re here solo.” Once the pop up ball came sailing my way, the opportunity for a good laugh and chat opened the door. I just takes a moment to step outside the box.

That voice in my head did not win. I had a great date with myself.