WMCF 30 for 30 Stepping Outside the Comfort Zone

Seated Box jumps...just reading the words causes my stomach to tighten...you see I have NO depth perception...no really...zero...when I got my drivers licence in 1979 there was a test where you pulled these two strings in order to line up two small dowels in front of a red background. I pulled and adjusted and when I thought the dowels were side by side I dropped the strings. The instructor laughed heartily (and somewhat nervously I imagine) because one dowel was at the very front of the box and the other at the very back...I really have a hard time aligning my body, when it is motion, with objects, stationary or moving. I can not head a soccer ball and I fall UP the stairs ALL the time. Still, I rallied my mental toughness and sat down on the small box and jumped up onto the big box... 5 sets of three....no falling down...not skinned shins...but I felt like I was jumping blindly even though I could see the box. I also have a hard time jumping up and grabbing the chin up bar. I don't really know when my hands will make purchase...my inclination is to close my eyes....(yeah, I know).
We have been doing a lot of workouts and lifting exercises that are out of my comfort zone...split jerks, cleans, snatches, they are all technique events that require the lifter to have a GOOD sense of where his or her body is in space...and as it relates to the position and location of the bar...this is where I become toast...(oh toast...what I wouldn't GIVE for a piece of toast with butter and cinnamon, but I digress).
Followinf a strict food plan is out of my comfort zone and as much as I want this "third lap" to give me the confidence and knowledge that the 3rd lap of a mile would do it just isn't going to happen. I am surrounded by junk food both at work (snack basket) and at home (vending company). Kenny took the girls shopping with him yesterday so there are little cupcakes and candy corn...both reasonable pre-Halloween goodies but when I have to reach over said Candy Corn to get my car keys...(and, ironically,my anti-anxiety medication) I am definitely outside my comfort zone...gimme the candy corn dammit!!!! I want Candy...(Bow Wow Wow version....). So dumbbell push press... comfort zone...toes to bar...comfort zone but not yet mastered at a high volume... not running a few times a week...not so comfortable...Crossfit 5 times a week...totally comfortable...blogging  after medication and a really good workout...TOTALLY comfortable...my week has been and will continue to be frantically busy..I don't like it much but it is my reality at the moment...should someone offer me a job, with benefits for my family, allowing me to have a predictable schedule and consistent pay check...COMFORTABLE...running around...but having time for blogging and crossfit and laundry during the day (I love laundry)...also COMFORTABLE... and there it is...