A couple of Sundays ago I had a bike accident.
And I counted myself very lucky…
I took a spill at one of those big bad turns descending Panoramic Highway (at -8% grade)…
… someone dropped a ball-throwing-dog-stick contraptions lying horizontally across the road, which caught my wheel and caused the accident.
I walked away with damages that surprised my riding peeps:
Three finger scratches (guess it’s the cyclist equivalent of paper cuts,) one bruised nail, one bruised elbow, one bruised bum and (worst damage is…) a HOLE in my Strava climbing challenge shorts! (They don’t make those anymore!)
I was told if I grabbed onto the break real hard instead of going along with the fall, I could have flipped (and very likely resulted in a broken collar bone.)
It could totally be a broken bones kind of situation, or worse. I walked around with immense gratitude for the next few days.
Here’s what happened right after the crash:
We were in the middle of a mountain descent. Couldn’t even call an Uber because there’s almost no reception.
The only way to get out is to keep descending, around more of those big bad turns at even steeper grade.
Like Maverick-preneurship, descending is very much a head game.
You’ve to be confident that you can complete the task at hand, before you can perform the task and get to see the evidence that you can actually do it.
The more white-knuckle and tiptoe-y you’re about it, the less likely you’ll succeed (with flair.)
I could have held on to the break for dear life for the rest of the ride but I chose not to.
I finished the rest of the descent at a respectable pace.
That’s not the end of it.
It’s very common to feel spooked going down these big bad turns after a crash. The “shakiness” could go on for weeks.
The adrenaline might have brought me home, but as it worn off after a good night’s sleep that’s when the “recovery” begins…
… the “recovery” of getting over the fears and doubts during a descent.
I could’ve easily stayed off the bike for a few days and “rest.”
Yet the thought of “can I do this again” would have eaten me up.
The unsettled feeling caused by anticipation of the act and the permutations the mind serves up can only be banished by taking action.
Analysis-paralysis gets your mind going in a dozen different directions by anticipating two dozens outcomes. Taking action gives you one outcome… now you can move on.
I got back on the bike the next day, climbed a mountain just so I could descend… to get over the anticipation-induced fear and doubt by getting pass the anticipation to the action.
The next day I went up the mountain again. As I approached the start of the descent where the accident happened, I literally had acid reflux.
It all stopped when I actually started the descent. My monkey mind had to stop (it knew better that if it kept churning the lack of focus would kill us all!) Skills and instinct kicked in, and it’s like hmm… riding a bike.
When I “pushed” myself pass that point of “anticipation” to the “doing” – the fear had no more grip on me.
Instead of letting the monkey mind play out a dozen scenarios in which shit could happen, the only thing to do when you get to the point of “doing” is to let the confidence that you CAN do it lead… so shit doesn’t happen.
The next day, I rode down the same descent (It’s like Groundhog Day…)
Two days later, I rode a different descent in a 23mph crosswind. It was hairy and spooky – even to the very skilled cyclists. (Being small in size makes it even more challenging for me.)
Nope, couldn’t call Uber… no reception in the middle of a mountain!
To get home, I had to be confident that I could do it. Let go of the fears, the doubts and the break… cross the line to get from “anticipation” to “action.”
Knowing that a warm shower awaits at the other end.
I posted about the accident on my FB page with a few pics.
Cyclist friends jumped in to ask if I’m ok… if I broke my teeth etc. They know the potential damage caused by taking a spill on a -8% big bad turn.
A few non-cyclist friends gave the post a like, and one actually commented on my husband’s purple jersey.
That’s fine, I don’t expect anyone not in the game to understand the game.
Likewise, there shouldn’t be judgment between you and your non-maverick-preneur friends/family. Don’t let them judge you, and don’t let yourself judge them just because they choose a different path.
It’s like… my friends don’t like to cycle, fine! I may not hang with them as much but I don’t call them losers.
This post is originally published on business-soulwork.com
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