The past couple of weekends have included some experiences that are definately out of my comfort zone, but surprisingly I have enjoyed them--some more than others. Anyone who knows me well knows that I am not an outdoors girl, I can't handle blood, I hate being lost, and I don't like feeling scared! A couple Sundays ago, we went out on the boat with Chad's family and I decided that I was going to swim in the lake--(something I am very uncomfortable with for numerous reasons.) I felt that I should overcome my fear since Addison enjoys "Fwimming" in the lake so much. Once I got in the water, I very quickly noticed several small fish jumping right by my head and I really did try to stay in the water and stick it out in between my screams of terror, but it honestly lasted less than five minutes before I gave up. I am ashamed to say that I was outlasted by Lyn, Galen, Heather, Dave, Jackson, Riley, and Addison. Following the fish attacks, we noticed a sea gull flying above the boat, so Heather decided to try to feed it a chip. Well, one sea gull turned into about 25 and they kept getting closer and closer to the boat I took pictures but I do have to say that I was sweating behind the camera.
Last weekend, I survived a weekend of camping and canoeing with little to no complaining. I do credit my survival of the weekend to the shortage of bugs, the lack of heat/humidity, and the absence of snakes and spiders on the river.
I have two reasons for posting this blog:
#1 I wanted to pat myself on the back for attempting to overcome a few fears, and
#2 I am really interested to hear what other bloggers are uncomfortable with or strongly dislike.
1 comment:
Hey Erin! Glad to hear you stepped out of your comfort zone. I'm like you when it comes to lakes (and oceans)- if I think too much about the "creatures" swimming with me I freak myself out. I'm not nearly as bad in the lake, though. I am perfectly comfortable swimming in the lake, but to be honest, I'm only comfortable when we are in Will's dad's cove. If I hop off the boat to cool off in a different part of the lake, I tend to freak out a bit and immediately climb up the ladder to safety. I don't know why I'm only scared of certain parts of the lake. It's not like his dad's cove is fish-free.
Camping is another thing I used to not be wild about, but have grown to really like. Although I will admit, that I like "car" camping much more than "backcountry" camping. I am not so much a fan of carrying my camping gear on my back while I hike to a campsite where you can't even make a fire! I may not be hardcore, but to me camping involves a fire, s'mores, beer, and easy access to your car. So you can bring things like pillows and air mattresses. :)
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