when getting frustrated makes me happy
So I just recently started taking guitar lessons from All Saints' very own Guitarzan. I signed up for the electric guitar, and went to my first lesson yesterday. Glen tells me I didn't do half bad.
So anyway, now I'm playing along to the beginner CD, and every now and again, I hear myself saying things like, "Dang, missed a beat," or "Dang, missed the string," or "Dang, wrong note." The worst is when I've got the timing right, the note right, and my pick plucks air because I thought my hand was in a different spot. Still, it's fun.
For me, most things come fairly easily. This doesn't. Instead it frustrates me. But it frustrates me in a good way: it frustrates me to try harder. I actually practiced a full 30 minutes today. And I enjoyed every last "Dang."