The title of this post is actually a quote sent to me by a friend; it is what he has used in the past as one of his training mantras in preparation for a big event. Let me explain how it ended up in my inbox………
Late last year, our dog (named Lucky), was attacked by a neighbour’s dog. To this day, whenever we walk past the neighbour’s house, Lucky becomes a cowering mess and starts tugging at his leash. At first I was sympathetic, but after a while I found his scaredy-cat antics kind of annoying and now, in an effort to help him overcome his fear, I make him stop outside our neighbour’s house and I order him to sit down. Usually, within the confines of a safe environment, Lucky has no problem responding to the directive, “Sit Lucky!” But outside our neighbour’s house he feels threatened and is reluctant to obey. I figure that in time he’ll surely regain his confidence.
That brings me to the point of this post; I witnessed a terrible cycling accident a few weeks ago and have been anxious about riding ever since. I even let a friend down recently by cancelling riding plans at the very last minute, because as I set out to meet him it started to rain and I was afraid that the roads would be too slick. My dog may not be the best reference point for comparison, but admittedly, my fear of riding is no more justified than his fear of walking past our neighbour’s driveway.
So thank goodness for athlete friends like the one mentioned above, as he is also the same friend who knew exactly how to coerce me into getting back on the bike last weekend. And it wasn’t with kind words; it was more like, “You’re being a wimp!” He was just jesting of course, but he also inferred that there’s no point in being a hero if common sense isn’t used; in other words, it’s not wrong to ignore legitimate danger cues, but otherwise, be smart and cycle defensively to allow for a faster reaction time.
I’m obviously stoked to have gone out riding last weekend – and a fair distance at that – but I still need to find courage to ride by myself. I think however, that if I am forcing Lucky to confront his fear head-on, I should probably be doing the same 😉
In that vein, I guess the best way to get back on my bike, is to get back on my bike!