Once upon a time I was scared to run.
Then I faced my fear, laced up my running shoes, and look at me now. I simply cannot imagine my life without running in it.
Running has become a rather comfortable activity for me. I feel at home, like myself, relaxed and happy when I am running. These are all good things, but these things also have kept me from pushing myself into some other scary areas. Areas known as my fears. Areas where I want to push myself out of my comfort zone a little bit. Where I want to at least try to see if I am possibly missing out on something else I might love. Where I can find out that I can do something that I am afraid of.
So I am putting a few of those fears out there for blog land to see. Maybe that means I will start tackling them in my off season, and see if I can conquer some of these fears or in the least try them so I can say I at least gave it a shot instead of ducking away and hiding.
Riding my bike up Mt. Diablo
Sure I have been running up the mountain lately, but I have never ventured up it on my bike which is a very popular thing to do for cyclists in the area. For some reason over the last year I have developed this huge mental block when it comes to hills on the bike.
But this past weekend, when I didn’t have any choice but to ride up the hills, I did it. And it wasn’t that hard. Chris kept saying those hills were steeper (although shorter) than Diablo and I have created this huge thing in my head over nothing and I need to get over it.
So I need to do it. I need to ride my bike up the mountain.
And I will.
Hah I know, who is scared of yoga? ME.
I am not a big person on classroom environments. I also get bored very fast. I also can’t touch my toes. All these things make me scared of yoga. But being an Ambassador for a primarily yoga store and having access to classes at my new job, it’s something I need to do. Soon.
And I will.
I know I have professed I am not going to the dark side of triathlon land and I am sticking to that. But that doesn’t mean I can’t give the pool a try.
For whatever reason I am afraid of water. Maybe it’s from flunking pollywogs back when I was a kid or maybe it’s from getting thrown into a lake when I really didn’t want to be. For whatever reason I have convinced myself that I cannot swim. Chris has been trying to get me to go to the pool with him for over a year and I just need to do it.
And I will.
What are some of your fears? Have you faced any lately?
Let’s see when I start checking things off this list! Yikes.