Last March, I went Snuba diving and ended up loving it. (Snuba is sort of like scuba with training wheels; the tank stays up above the water, and you don't need any special training.) Kam has been a scuba diver for longer than I've known her, but I was never much interested before (I think mostly because it seemed more dangerous than I like my leisure activities to be); but after trying Snuba, I thought it might be fun to try scuba.
I signed up for a class that was supposed to happen a couple weeks ago, but then my hand suddenly started mysteriously hurting, so I had to postpone. My hand stopped hurting (doctor said it was probably a tendon thing, but that's another story for another time), and the new class is this weekend, starting tonight.
Last weekend was a three-day weekend, but instead of starting in on the scuba stuff, I spent most of the weekend working on my organizing-old-family-photos project. Made a lot of progress on that, but that meant that I still had a lot of the scuba manual left to read at the end of the weekend.
So this week, I've been mostly off of Facebook and mostly not reading fiction or watching movies or TV or working on the photo project or any of my other projects; most of my spare time has gone to reading the PADI scuba manual, watching the associated video, and fretting unnecessarily about various related issues.
The biggest of which is: this is a lot of time and energy and money to pour into something that I'm not even sure I'll like. It's not like I need another hobby. And the only relatively nearby place to go diving is Monterey, which (a) is far enough away that I almost never go there normally, and (b) has water that's cold enough and low-visibility enough that I'm not sure I want to dive there. And so I might only dive when I travel somewhere that has good diving, which doesn't happen very often.
And my history with this kind of thing doesn't bode well. In particular, a few years ago, I took an intro sailing class. I enjoyed it, and I planned to do more, and the lake where I took the class is a five-minute bike ride from work, and not much further from home. And yet I haven't been back since, and at this point I would probably need to re-take the intro class before I could proceed any further.
And there are various other activities that I enjoy and that don't require a lot of time and effort to get to (like bowling, or playing pool, or going to museums) but that I almost never do. And there are various other activities that I've wanted to try for a long time (notably hang gliding) that would be less effort to get started with but that I never seem to manage the activation energy for. And my life is already full of projects that I never seem to have/make enough time for.
(The PADI instructional materials include an enthusiastic section about the multitude of advanced scuba classes you can take after this one; that's supposed to get you excited about future learning and activities, but to me right now it just looks exhausting.)
So after a long week, with the prospect of a long and tiring and demanding weekend ahead, I'm feeling kind of pessimistic about the whole thing.
On the other hand, I keep reminding myself of other times I've felt similarly. For example, during an early stage of my Wanderjahr, I skipped visiting the Grand Canyon, basically because I felt like it was going to be a long way out of my way to see a big hole in the ground. And I've subsequently felt pretty silly about that decision, even though it may've been the right decision for me at that particular moment.
And the potential obstacles for my attending this weekend's class have mostly cleared up; in particular, I had something like a mild cold yesterday, which would've prohibited me from participating this weekend, but after I fell asleep for much of yesterday afternoon, it seems to have cleared up.
So I went to bed early (for me) last night, and although I was awakened in the middle of the night be what sounded like someone knocking on my door (this is not the first time I've been awakened by what must have been a dream of someone knocking in the middle of the night), I ended up getting a decent amount of sleep and waking up at 6. So I'm gonna head in to work early to try to catch up on some overdue stuff, and then leave early for a doctor appointment and getting fitted for a wetsuit, and then take the scuba class.
And if all goes well, in a couple weeks I'll do the in-ocean part of the class in Hawaiʻi, and it'll all probably be interesting and fun, and I'll learn some new skills.
So I think all will be well. The biggest challenge right now involves convincing myself to get out of bed and start the day. So I'll post this, then I'll do that.