Anyway, I digress. This week I want to talk about courage.
Now, I am by nature frightened of my own shadow. Years of
bullying at school can do that to a person. And whilst I am continually
striving to become a stronger, more decisive person, there are times when I can
give the Cowardly Lion a run for his money!
Take this week for example: I returned to the gym last night
after a six day hiatus and I had to talk myself into walking through that door.
I had no justification for my fear other than barriers I was creating in my
head, but I was afraid nevertheless. What will people think of me? Is everyone
going to stare at the ‘big bird’ on the treadmill? Will someone make fun of me?
All of which are groundless, but nonetheless real, fears.
After a good ten minutes in the car park, I decided that no
good was going to come of sitting there thinking about ‘what if’s’ – the only
way to find out the answers was to go on in and see. So that’s what I did.
As it was, I found
the session very hard. The gym was full of very fit people, all warming us for
their ‘Insanity’ class. But as much as my vanity makes me believe that they
were secretly jeering me and my flab, I put my head down and got on with my
circuits.
I guess what I’m trying to get at is that we all get scared
sometimes, and that’s OK. What is not OK
is to allow those fears to disable you from doing something that you really
want to do. Sometimes you don’t know
what’ll happen until you try…
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