Something a Random Mountain Biker Said to Me Once
Chris shot up the trail and I lagged behind. I saw a man up ahead, pulled over with lack of confidence, and waved him by.
I held on to the side of the trail and nodded at him.
“Never give up your right of way,” he smiled as he pedaled by.
Bikers going uphill have the right of way and I let him take mine.
How often do we let someone take our right of way? How about our rights?
It stuck with me after he passed, like, what does that even mean? Literally, it meant that I had the right-of-way since I was going up the hill. Instead of committing to that, I pulled over to let this dude pass. Because of recent events in my life, this struck a nerve, one I would contemplate the rest of our ride, well into the days afterward.
Who (or what) had I given up my right-of-way to? What did I give up because that was easier, because I didn’t want someone to wait for me, because I didn’t think I had it in me?
So much of my life has been second-guessed because I didn’t believe in myself or my abilities and it stands to this day. I still pull over and let the more confident people pass by.
Just like on the trail I think, “uh, I don’t have this.”
Why do so many of us question our abilities? When we were kids, we weren’t wondering if we were doing something right or wrong. We didn’t think badly of ourselves.
Then we were taught to question ourselves.
My challenge to you:
Take your right-of-way and have confidence doing it.