I would still be on the ledge if...

I would still be on the ledge if... 

but wait! Let me get you up to speed.

In early August of this year I made up my mind that I wanted to take a swim class.

At first, I didn't want to take the class alone. I told everyone what I was interested in doing.

When it came time to sign up and register everyone backed out.

No one had time. I ended up missing the summer session. 

Bummer.

September rolled around, and on Labor Day Weekend I signed up by myself.

Yesterday I had swim class.

My goal was to swim to the deep end without panicking. 

The pool is 8 feet 6 inches deep. (It's not that deep - who am I kidding!)

We practiced a few other routines, and I did elementary back stroke to the deep end. Success!!!

Our instructor had us exit the pool so that we can jump in.

Did I mention I have a fear of heights?

Our instructor, Yusef counted off, "Ready? Three... Two... One..."

All I could think about was how deep the pool was, and I psyched myself out. 

I backed away from the ledge. 

I wasn't ready. 

The life guard was sitting behind me and said, "You'll float right back up, just jump."

Yusef was still waiting patiently in the pool.

I had so much resistance building up inside me and Yusef counted down again, "Ready? Three, Two,"

Me: "Wait wait, I can't -- And as I backed away - or thought I was backing away, I slipped.

If it were up to me - I'd still be on the ledge. 

I went under, and three seconds later my head came back up.

I'm still alive. I didn't drown.

Fear is paralyzing.

Fear is learned, and growing up my mom always told my siblings and I to stay away from the water because we'd drown. 28 years later, and well I've learned to swim.

Last week I learned to push past the fear by acknowledging it, and taking action anyway. In this case, the action wasn't intentional but I am happy I slipped.

I'm working on a digital poster with the quote, "Acknowledge the fear, and take action anyway."

Do you want one?

I would still be on the ledge if... 

 

but wait! Let me get you up to speed.

In early August of this year I made up my mind that I wanted to take a swim class.

At first, I didn't want to take the class alone. I told everyone what I was interested in doing.

When it came time to sign up and register everyone backed out.

No one had time. I ended up missing the summer session. 

Bummer.

September rolled around, and on Labor Day Weekend I signed up by myself.

Yesterday I had swim class.

My goal was to swim to the deep end without panicking. 

The pool is 8 feet 6 inches deep. (It's not that deep - who am I kidding!)

We practiced a few other routines, and I did elementary back stroke to the deep end. Success!!!

Our instructor had us exit the pool so that we can jump in.

Did I mention I have a fear of heights?

Our instructor, Yusef counted off, "Ready? Three... Two... One..."

All I could think about was how deep the pool was, and I psyched myself out. 

I backed away from the ledge. 

I wasn't ready. 

The life guard was sitting behind me and said, "You'll float right back up, just jump."

Yusef was still waiting patiently in the pool.

I had so much resistance building up inside me and Yusef counted down again, "Ready? Three, Two,"

Me: "Wait wait, I can't -- And as I backed away - or thought I was backing away, I slipped.

If it were up to me - I'd still be on the ledge. 

I went under, and three seconds later my head came back up.

I'm still alive. I didn't drown.

Fear is paralyzing.

Fear is learned, and growing up my mom always told my siblings and I to stay away from the water because we'd drown. 28 years later, and well I've learned to swim.

Last week I learned to push past the fear by acknowledging it, and taking action anyway. In this case, the action wasn't intentional but I am happy I slipped.

I'm working on a digital poster with the quote, "Acknowledge the fear, and take action anyway."

Do you want one?

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