The story is from awhile back, about making a phone call that I was nervous about making.
I got into my car in the middle of the day to go to an appointment I had scheduled. I thought to myself, it is time to make that phone call. While driving is a convenient time. You can either call on the way TO your appointment, or FROM the appointment. Naturally, I decided that after would be better.
But as I drove, I argued with myself. If you wait until after, what if something comes up and you don't do it. What if you chicken out again. You should just do it now. Wouldn't it feel good to have it out of the way?
The other part of myself kept coming up with excuses. But I already started driving, I won't have enough time. But I need to focus on traffic. But I haven't eaten any lunch. But it's so bright out, and I don't have my sunglasses.
Then I paused and listened to myself. I don't have my sunglasses??
I was seriously talking myself out of making the phone call, because I'd forgotten my sunglasses back at work. I'm not even sure how I'd made the connection, except that squinting in the sun made me grumpy, so I didn't want to be grumpy on the phone. Or something.
At that point, I started giving myself small goals. Like -- you don't have to call, just take the card out of your wallet. Okay. Now you don't have to call, just look up the phone number in your treo. Finally, it was just a question of pressing "send" on my phone.
So I did.
Kind of like leaping off the cliffs into the swimming hole, where you're nervous, and you don't want to do it, and you don't want to do it, then you lean forward a little, then a little more.... then all of a sudden you're committed to going down, whether or not you were ready, so you jump.
And it turns out to be fine. Even fun, in the case of the cliff-jumping.