Fear Is Everywhere

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Fear exists in all of us.  Every day, we are confronted with a dozen things that scare us.  Maybe it’s the spider scurrying across the floor or the darkened room after the light has faded or the rejection if a first move is made on a date.  There is a lot in this world that is utterly terrifying, but let me tell you a little secret, fear is a learned behavior.

That’s right, we learn to be afraid.

There are only two natural fears: the fear of falling and the fear of loud noises.  It’s true.  I forget where I learned this little tidbit, but I do remember raising my hand to answer the question about a natural fear in a school assembly when I was a prepubescent girl.  Don’t believe me?  You can test it out on any infant.  When a baby thinks it’s falling, it will grasp for something to hold onto.  When there is a sudden, loud noise, a baby will jump.  Babies aren’t afraid of fire or small spaces or animals.  The only thing that has been inherently passed down through generation and generation is fear of falling.

Our experiences teach us the rest.  When we are cheated on by a spouse, we are afraid that either they will do it again or the next partner will.  When we see news reports detailing the aftermath of a natural disaster, we panic that someday that might happen to us.  When a family member is diagnosed with cancer, that birthmark becomes a questionable mole needing to be seen by a doctor.

We are afraid because we know so much about what can, and often does, go wrong.  Unfortunately, it can be far too easy to focus on what can go wrong rather than what can go right.  Nothing is every accomplished if you let fear stop you from moving forward.  Right now, I am about to embark on a life-changing experience, one that I am absolutely, without a doubt, afraid of.  Why?  Because I know what can go wrong if I don’t succeed.  I know the stakes and the commitment and it’s huge.  What is it?  Well, I’m not ready to share it with the world yet, but know that I am moving forward and when all the pieces come together, I know I will have made the right choice.  But I will share another conquering-my-fear experiment that I’m currently working on.

Eleanor Roosevelt knew what she was talking about.

Eleanor Roosevelt knew what she was talking about.

If you read my last post, you will know that one of my resolutions is to run a 5K every month of 2014.  As someone who has never considered herself a runner, this is a scary challenge for me.  It’s not that running a 5K is insanely difficult (though, I will be the first to admit it is a struggle for me—I’ve always been more of a Zumba/Sweatin’ to the Oldies gal), but committing to one every single month of the year is daunting.  I’m not the kind of person who enjoys or is particularly good at running.  Oddly enough, my resolution is not really about running.  It’s about setting my mind to something and getting it done, even if it scares me.

Yesterday, I ran the first 5K of the year.  I’ll be very honest with you all, I didn’t train much for this race.  Nevertheless, I found myself waking up before the sun, putting on my workout clothes, and driving to the beachside race.  While I was there, I ran into a co-worker who was participating in her first run.  Since this was her first 5K, she planned to walk, afraid that she wouldn’t be able to run the 3.1 miles.  We were both there with trepidation in our hearts.

With my headphones set to my pump-it-up playlist made just for the 5K, I hit the pavement like there was no tomorrow.  With the ocean to my right and the warm sun shining in a cloudless sky, I ran.  The Weather Girls sang “It’s Raining Men” through my earbuds and I was doing it, I was making my resolution happen.  It wasn’t easy… I got tired, my hair came undone several times, and I found myself walking to catch my breath, but I did it and crossing the finish line to the sounds of cheering volunteers was pretty awesome.  In the moment, it wasn’t about the fear of failure or muscle cramps or sweat dripping down my face, it was about finishing what I set out to do.

Me - 1, Fear - 0

Me – 1, Fear – 0

And that’s the thing about fear, once you stop focusing on it, it no longer matters.

18 thoughts on “Fear Is Everywhere

  1. Karin says:

    Good luck on your new adventure. I’ve been thinking of fear lately (especially while reading the Divergent series) and how we do give power to our fears. We can knock the fear’s socks off if we just think through the fear and disarm it. 🙂

    Also–way to go on your run! I’m not a big runner myself, but I have done a few 5Ks (and trained for and completed a half-marathon a couple of years ago). Accomplishing your goals is so energizing!!!! (And the running community is such a supportive one. It’s a great place to start!) Best of luck in all your endeavors! 🙂

    • Jessica says:

      Thanks, Karin! It’s so easy to give power to our fears, but so empowering to knock ’em down. How do you like the Divergent series? I’ve been meaning to check it out.

      • Karin says:

        I have LOVED it. I’m in the last third of Allegiant now (& Ive heard some disturbing things about the ending…but do not have an opinion to share as of yet). It has been a thought-provoking read. Let me know if you read it & how you like it! I’d love to hear your thoughts! 🙂

  2. hunting for bliss says:

    Oh Jess, I’m so happy for you and you are so inspiring! And BTW, I needed this post today. I was just thinking about fear this morning and how I’m often debilitated by it. You reminded me that WE win if we do or face what we are afraid of 🙂 xoxo

    • Jessica says:

      I know exactly how debilitating fear can be, Tobi and I’m so glad you read this post when you needed it. 🙂 Sometimes, I refuse to take action because I’m afraid of the outcome, but the times that I do feel so great. I hope you keep winning and never let fear stop you. xoxo

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