When I was 9, we went on a family trip to the Wisconsin Dells with my cousins. It was the first summer without my sister, so we were still in a heavy grieving period…
Go kart rides were in abundance, so that was the activity of choice. I got in the car and started racing with all my cousins, it was really fun until I lost control and ended up steering my car into the tires around the track. I was stuck and the manager had to come out and rescue me. It wouldn’t have been a big deal except he was upset about it and took an angry tone with me. I felt really embarrassed about it already and his reaction made it worse.
For the rest of the trip, whenever we went to the go karts, I refused, saying I didn’t like it, I didn’t think I was good at it and didn’t want anyone to get mad at me.
Today, almost 30 years later, with my daughter in tow, we raced go karts. She isn’t big enough to go by herself yet, so she said “mommy, why don’t we go together? ”
Although we are here to guide our children, I truly believe that they are also here to guide us.
We had fun riding around the track together, it was great! It felt good to show her (and me) there wasn’t anything to be afraid of or to worry about.
Don’t let yourself stall out
It’s easy for me to look back now and realize that guy was having a bad day and his reaction was more about him and not about me.
Sometimes there isn’t 30 years to get over a fear, and we can’t let one experience with one person decide for us. We can’t be afraid of making mistakes or someone getting mad at us because of it.
Don’t let it hold you back, don’t let it stop you from trying. Don’t let it stop you from living. We don’t always have that luxury of time. Forgive yourself, forgive that person and move on….
On your mark, get set, GO!
What fear have you recently faced? (Big or small)