I made a couple of dumb mistakes over the weekend.
These were largely inconsequential mistakes – the kind that I won’t remember in a few years.
But, that didn’t stop me from kicking myself and feeling frustrated when I thought of them.
Why was that?
Perhaps I was falling prey to over-estimating the current moment.
Or perhaps my ego was hurt at my displays of obvious stupidity.
Or perhaps I simply expected better of myself.
Or perhaps it was a combination of these and a few other reasons.
Regardless of these reasons, there was also the fact that all the self-kicking + frustration accomplished nothing.
It was all wasted energy.
I knew this when it happened. It didn’t stop me from doing it wrong though.
To know and not to do is not to learn.
Much to learn I have.