Today my husband and I went for a hike, and for the first part of the hike I felt nervous that we might see a bear. I normally don’t worry about bears, but on todays hike we were informed by a couple walking by, that there was a bear sighting. I was telling my husband that I would enjoy my hike so much more if I wasn’t afraid of seeing a damn bear! And then I told myself that people hike in here all the time and they are fine. I did however, go through what I would do, if I did see a bear, in my mind a couple of times. Stand tall, act big, and make noise. My husband asked me if I wanted to turn around, and of course I replied with a big, fat, “no way.” There was no way that I was going to miss out on seeing the beautiful view at the top because of my fear.
When we got to the look out, it was breath-taking. My fear of encountering a bear was worth while. I was so glad that I didn’t turn around and go back like a big chicken. My husband and I sat on a rock, we took some photos, and enjoyed the spectacular view.
Fear can inhibit us from enjoying our every day lives, if we let it get the best of us. When we face our fears we usually feel a sense of accomplishment and realize that whatever it is that we feared wasn’t so bad after all.
Next hike, I’m wearing a bear bell on my back pack and applying bug spray. I was bit twice and had a swarm of flies following me while I was running. Well, I was actually running from them, but I’ll save that fear story for another post😂.