|From the title I'm sure you can tell that this is not me.. *sigh*|
Fear is a
It can hit you when you least expect it and it can literally stop you dead in your steps.
A great example would be from a few nights ago. I went indoor snowboarding for the first time EVER with my man and his friends.
I didn't know what to expect but I was quite excited to finally try this after so many years of just talking about it.
We get there, I look up and it's Mt.
The monsters start creeping in. "Omg, I don't even know how to snowboard! I didn't even watch any youtube tutorials!! I can't do this! It's so freakin' high up!"
We got our rental gear... you should have seen us. Cluelessly stumbling round trying to tie this, wind that and clip this... fml.
The air was crisp and the snow was.. real snow!
After watching a few others we get the idea and head up to the beginners hill.
I was nervous but I take the plunge down the hill. I manage to stay upright, a little wobbly but I don't fall. WIN.
Second attempt is the same but less wobbly. Third attempt, I'm a freaking pro!
So on this 'high' I decide I'm a pro-snowboarder and now I wanna go up to the highest steepest part of the slopes and snowboard down like the pro that I am.
Well.... I get up there and reality hits. I canNOT do this.
I reluctantly bring myself closer to the edge to watch the other real pros fly down the slope effortlessly.
This is when fear and adrenaline becomes a rather potent cocktail and I have reached my fear limit.
My legs have become lead, I am shaking, my thighs are quivering and I feel so ill I want to throw up.
"I can't do this, I can't do this I can't do this......"
I stood there paralysed for 20 minutes and there was no way to get out of this except down. I took a huge breath, thighs still shaking and still wanting to vomit, I knew I'd fall but it was now or never.
I shuffled a little and next thing you know, I'm off down the slope... for about a second.. now I'm on my ass.
I'd like to say I managed to find my ground and get my balance, but really, I spent most of the time on my ass. But you know what the cool thing is? A few other snowboarders stopped next to me to teach me how to do it.
Once I was at the bottom I was absolutely exhausted and to be honest - a little scared. So I went back inside to the warm cafe to rest my little soul.
I wasn't planning to go out again but something said to me "You can't leave here scared of Snowboarding. Get back out there and try again." So out I went again and down the beginners slope.. 5 more times!
I loved it! It was fun and most of all I wasn't scared anymore!
Talk about a whirlwind of emotion I was NOT expecting!
And what I learned from this is that fear can knock the wind out of you, it can literally make you stop dead in your tracks. It might scare you for a little and make you retreat back into your little cave of security but your best way to get out of it, is through it. If you just take those little steps in that direction, doors open up, people want to help you and no matter how stupid, clumsy or non-pro you look - you reach the destination ANYWAY!
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Have you found your fear limit? What action steps did you take to get through it?