"This is so not like you; you like to DO stuff!"
Those were the words uttered by my future sister-in-law in reaction to my hesitancy to get out behind the a boat and wakeboard this weekend.
And she was right, I DO like to do stuff...and it was so unlike me to avoid an opportunity. I'm a try anything at least once (except the Skycoaster) kind of girl. If you've read this blog for even a second, you get that I'm a little obsessed with action, activity, intent, etc. ETC. But Friday morning, I was totally playing coward. I was acting like one of those people I usually want to kick in the pants.
And for the life of me I can't figure out why. I mean, with some encouragement and prompting, I DID get out there for a few runs....and went a second time later in the day with far less prompting....but I was being a big baby and blast if I know the reason behind it! (Especially after tackling the rock climbing fear not even a full two days prior). It's not as if I'm scared of face planting (a little water in the sinuses never hurt nobody) or alligators in a private lake (there aren't any) or looking foolish in front of friends (that's par for the course), so what the crap was I being timid about?
I've got a couple of good theories, but I think the real lesson I learned is that it's good to recognize and analyze our fears....to realize that sometimes you'll only truly overcome your fears when you've begun to understand why they exist (or from whence they came).
So, here's to being introspective when it counts...
For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline. (2 Timothy 1:7)
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