I’ve just signed up for Onesie Day! This is a uniquely Wellingtonian event where people dress up in animal costumes in support of our local ambulance service, Wellington Free Ambulance.
I’m not entirely sure yet what I have to do, but I presume it involves promoting the event – which is what I’m here to do now! And, of course, wearing a onesie (to work!) on the day.
I’ve never worn a costume in public before*, nor done anything much for charity. Which begs the question: Why the heck am I doing this? Well, Onesie Day resonates with me for a few reasons:
- I have personally called on Wellington Free Ambulance on behalf of a friend (thankfully an actual ambulance wasn’t required)
- It’s a chance to put myself out there and push my comfort zone
- And most importantly: I’ve discovered the wonders of onesies…
*Shortly before posting this I wore a onesie to a bar. It was quite an experience – and a great conversation starter!
I’m a penguin and therefore immune to cold
I’m wearing a onesie as I write this. In fact, I’ve written most of this blog so far in a onesie.
That’s right. These inspirational messages are written by a six-foot-tall, twenty-something guy in an animal costume. Didn’t see that coming, did ya? 😛
No, I’m not putting a onesie selfie here. That’s super-premium content. But I will grant you a sneak peek in my wardrobe.
Winter is cold. I’ve gone through past winters with thermals, trackpants and polar fleeces. By and large, these do the job, but they’re bulky and tend to let cold in through the waist, lower back and neck. Onesies are much lighter than they appear, and (with the hood up) don’t have these weak spots.
Oh, and they’re ridiculously comfortable. Seriously, you need to feel this to believe it.
What the heck does this have to do with self-improvement?
I don’t fear the chill of winter any more. In fact, I look forward to the coldest days so I can wear these things!
This is a psychological shift that shouldn’t be underestimated. I’ve taken a bleak, protracted period of misery and flipped (flippered?) it into a happy fun time. Because it’s not just the cold that gets me – it’s the fear of feeling cold. So I’m cutting off a source of my anxiety, freeing up mental space for more productive pursuits. Like blogging. Or charity work.
But Evan, you can get onesies that aren’t animals! Why dress up as a bird when you don’t have to?
Well that wouldn’t be any fun, would it? 😉
Fellow Wellingtonians: Get on board, spread the word, and put on your onesie!
Don’t have a onesie? There’s plenty of time to find one before the day 🙂