I do the same with flying. I concentrate on all the wrong things. Last
lesson saw me acquire near half an hour of solo time, probably the best flying
I’ve done on my own. So what do I remember from this flight? Do I focus on the
20 minutes of reasonable flying? Do I hell, all I can focus on is the one
circuit that went wrong.
I should be thinking about the fact that although it went wrong, I
shrugged it off enough to land the plane and carry on with the flight. I should
be pleased with the fact that I recognised a bad-landing-in-the-making and
executed a flawless go around without missing a heartbeat. I should be happy
that I recognised the start of a potential wake turbulence incident and my
immediate reaction was to go around. I didn’t even break a sweat. I should be
happy with the fact that it was busy
up there and I was doing just fine generally.
Instead I am still agonising over the “why aren’t you where you
should be?” incident with ATC. I still can’t tell you exactly what went wrong.
I know I must have screwed up somewhere but even my video doesn’t show me enough
for me to figure it out. It’s eating away at me a little bit to be honest. I
think I can accept the fact that I messed up, but I really need to know how.
I’m devoting far too much mental energy to this, I should be
ecstatic about the stuff that did go right. I should be overjoyed that my
reaction to Bob telling me he was going to get out was “Yep, alright. Off you
go then.” Seriously I think this is the lowest my heart rate has ever been during
a solo flight.
Instead I’m beating myself up over this one little blip, again and
again and again.
Even though I’m still not sure what went wrong, I think I may have a strategy for coping
If ATC and I ever disagree over where I should be going, but I need to run it
past Bob first. That and I just need to LET GO!
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