So 4 years ago McGyver ( my hubby- we call him that because he can fix almost anything, with anything) and I celebrated our 30th Anniversary in Arizona. We explored Phoenix, we visited aviation museum and hiked in Tucson, we then headed to Sedona for days of hiking and enjoying the energy, scenery and all celebrated this milestone of our journey together.
In Sedona we decided one day to take this 5 mile hike in and out to Devils Bridge. Sounded like a good idea at the time. It was actually a very nice hike and we walked and talked and drank lots of water and slathered on sunblock and lip balm! We saw beautiful vistas and rock formation and actually not many hikers but the ones we met along the way ( and their dogs) were quite lovely humans.
So we finally make it to this Devils Bridge and we see folks walking out there, 400 feet up, out on this skinny little stretch of rock! Me, being afraid of heights said, no way. So, we sat and watched others go out, some terrified, others laughing and having fun with it.
I finally sent my husband out there alone, I couldn't do it. I would just take his picture and then we could go. He went, I took pictures. I was scared for him, "don't go that far" I yelled.
He came back happy and full of confidence. I finally decided I should face my fear and go. Of course he had to go back with me. We got others to take our picture. It was frightening, but I did it. I felt so empowered to feel the fear and do it anyway. I have many times "jumped" into things feeling the fear, feeling unprepared and yet somehow I figured it out.
Sometimes we need take risks, do scary things to remind ourselves that we CAN do hard things and things that frighten us. We can do them scared. Get a friend and go do that scary thing.