There are people that see me as fearless. This is not true. I have fears. I have just worked extremely hard on not letting my fears stop me from doing what I want.
I had just finished 2500 of the 2800 miles in the Tour Divide and I sat crying in a parking lot of a gas station. I had finally let my fears overwhelm me. I worried about running out of food, running out of water, getting hurt and not being found until after my death.
I had let my fearful “what ifs” run so wild in my head that it was crippling me. I had to call Alex and tell her that I was a failure. I believed that everyone that knew me was disappointed in me. After she talked me down, I started to think about why I was afraid. Like most fears, it was irrational. I had plenty of water, food, and I wasn’t taking any unnecessary risks. I have training and knowledge to help me survive most any situation. I thought of all of the things that could possibly go wrong and then paired them with what I had done to be prepared if that situation arrived. I finally calmed myself when I realized that I had prepared as best a person could in my situation. I got back on my bike. Calm and collected, I pedaled off knowing that what was bothering me most was my mind. The fear was just something I let build up and take over.
The moral of this story is, don’t aim to be fearless. Learn to work through your fears as they arrive and not play out all your fears in what if situations. If something happens, sort it out then. Before that, prepare yourself as well as possible.
Fear will only stop you if you let it.
Don’t let it.