Alas nothing intervened and it was time for me to make my COUGAR-debut.
I told myself I could do it. I reminded myself of the POWER of
(I kid you not I outwardly panicked as they zipped me in the suit and affixed the head tightly to the body.)
I had an ‘out’ (another mom offered to do it if I “just couldnt”).
Problem was–more than disappointing the Tornado–I knew I’d be disappointed in *myself* if I didnt dig deep, focus on self-soothing & take the furry-leap.
And so I did.
(I kid you not I couldnt believe I did it. I didnt think I could. I spontaneously created a mantra of * you can breathe you can breathe * & chanted the entire time.)
When I was done (to my chagrin there’s no video of me dancing Gangnam style) it was a feeling of accomplishment unlike any Ive experienced in a long time.
(I kid you not Ive said this sentiment over & over to the poor Husband as no one else is *really* supposed to know Im the mascot.)
(I kid you not. I feel frighteningly indomitable. NaNoWriMo ? PUHLEASE! That’s simple. I can see *and* breathe when writing! Whats to fear?!)
I was afraid.
I had no faith I could face my fear.
I faced. I conquered. (I shocked!)
I feel as though Im capable of *anything* right now.
And that feels fantastic.