Life begins at the end of your comfort zone – part 2

Well today I was certainly out of my comfort zone when I opted to drive into the city (CBD) for a meeting, that I would have otherwise taken public transport to.

I have never driven in the city before, I don’t think I have ever had the guts to. I guess the fact that I have had 2 very bad car accidents pretty close to each other has contributed to this fear, It has certainly made me a lot more cautious.

Both times I was very lucky that my children were not in the car with me. Although I was not hurt neither was anyone else thank god my cars were really badly damaged, both had to be written off.

I tend to avoid freeways now and any place really where people have to drive very fast, and I am conscious to allow myself plenty of room whenever doing a right hand turn through oncoming traffic.

But this year is all about pushing myself just that little bit more, so despite the unexpected road detour, the annoying bike riders that like to just pop out before you, here I am in the CBD an hour before my scheduled meeting enjoying a much deserved ice coffee and having some lunch.

Would I do it again? Absolutely! Now that I know I can do it, I will definitely opt to drive in next time as well.

So this living out of my comfort zone thing is working really well, I’ve taken up Zumba which I’m really enjoying and now I’ve conquered my fear of driving in the city. I wonder what will be next?

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The winding road

Driving on unfamiliar roads can be scary at the best of times, but when you add rain, and pitch blackness and speeds of up to 100 kilometres into the mix well then you are just in for a hell of a scary ride.

Funny how the drive up during the day never seems quite as bad. Is it age that makes night driving more harrowing? or could it be the idiots who are in such a rush to get to their destination that will tailgate so closely behind you, that you fear if you have to brake for some reason that they will smash right into your car?

I think things do get more scary the older one gets. You appreciate how much you have to lose now, where as when you were young you had no idea, no fear, and no worries. I much preferred it back then, I probably would have been one of those people in a hurry to get to where ever it is they are going.

Seriously though we are literally in the middle of nowhere, where are these people hurrying to get too? Have they never heard of the saying ‘ make time to smell the roses’ ?

Today the sun is shining again and the light of day makes everything appealing once more. It’s time to hit the road and see just where it will take us.