This weekend I climbed my Everest. Of course Im not referring to the mountain, I’m referring to the fact that I faced a fear that was placed into me after a near fatal motorbike accident. A few years ago while vacationing in Greece me and my ex BF decided to rent a bike while on the island. Both of us had had previous experience riding so it wasn’t anything new.  About 3 days into the holiday, I met a very tricky sharp turn and found myself flying off the bike going head first into a stone wall. I lost my eyesight for about an hour and suffered a skinned knee cap, a concussion, a gashed foot, and bruised ribs. The near fatal part lies in the state of my crash helmet, which was not only crushed inward but has also picked up a nail which was now embedded into the helmet. I should probably also mention that, of the three days we had the bike, this was the first time that I decided to wear the helmet. This is another reason why I believe in guardian angels. 

After a short stay in the emergency room, a painful recovery and a ruined 2 week holiday, I told myself that I would never ever get back on a bike again. Not that I was ever some serious riding enthusiasts but I’ve always enjoyed riding whenever I got the opportunity and enjoyed it very much.   The accident happened 8 years ago and for the first time since then, I decided to not let fear keep me from doing something that I enjoyed. So I got back on the horse, so to speak, and went riding with my friend on his new bike.  I loved every minute of it.

No more letting fear keep me from me from having experiences. Life is too short!

XXX