Man up Alaina!
I do not think I have ever blogged about my fear of driving. This is surprising since I have been blogging for a while, and my fear of driving is a notable personality fault worthy of comment.
Ok, so I don't drive. I have a license, but I have driven exactly this many times in the 10 years since I got my license:
1. Derek got drunk on his birthday in 1999.
2. Derek took me to practice in Breezy in 2000.
3. I drove to Fairway with Derek in 2005.
4. I drove to Fairway with Derek in 2006.
5. Derek got drunk on his birthday in 2007.
6. I drove to Shoprite with Derek in January 2009.
7. I drove to Shoprite with Derek in February 2009.
So basically unless Derek is drunk or I need to go to the grocery store I don't drove.
Now that Derek is hoobling around on crutches with a broken ankle it has occurred to me that I should "man up" and drive. I could drive Ruby and I around. I can run errands. I can schlep Derek around when he is sober, instead of only on his birthday. I think about myself behind the wheel. Maybe driving down to the beach this summer with Ruby on a Friday. Can I make this happen? Can I get over my fears? What am I really afraid of? I just got to do it right?
If you see me this weekend please tell me to "man up!" I need all of the encouragement I can get.
I do not think I have ever blogged about my fear of driving. This is surprising since I have been blogging for a while, and my fear of driving is a notable personality fault worthy of comment.
Ok, so I don't drive. I have a license, but I have driven exactly this many times in the 10 years since I got my license:
1. Derek got drunk on his birthday in 1999.
2. Derek took me to practice in Breezy in 2000.
3. I drove to Fairway with Derek in 2005.
4. I drove to Fairway with Derek in 2006.
5. Derek got drunk on his birthday in 2007.
6. I drove to Shoprite with Derek in January 2009.
7. I drove to Shoprite with Derek in February 2009.
So basically unless Derek is drunk or I need to go to the grocery store I don't drove.
Now that Derek is hoobling around on crutches with a broken ankle it has occurred to me that I should "man up" and drive. I could drive Ruby and I around. I can run errands. I can schlep Derek around when he is sober, instead of only on his birthday. I think about myself behind the wheel. Maybe driving down to the beach this summer with Ruby on a Friday. Can I make this happen? Can I get over my fears? What am I really afraid of? I just got to do it right?
If you see me this weekend please tell me to "man up!" I need all of the encouragement I can get.
posted by Alaina @ 7:33 AM
3 Comments:
At 8:31 AM,
*Bitch Cakes* said…
OMG I love driving!!!!! I haven't driven in like a year now and I really miss the thrill, the exhilaration, the road rage. It gets the blood pumping- all your senses heightened as you grip the wheel, change lanes, look for short cuts, flip people off. I say embrace your inner road demon. Everything is scary at first. You can do it!
At 1:58 PM,
Anonymous said…
i have the same secret fear. humiliated by it.
but i don't know how to relax when the dickwad who is about to cut me off is driving, reading a novel, texting and eating a sandwich simultaneously.
At 11:09 AM,
Anonymous said…
I want to contribute something in this blog about driving fears and phobias.
I found this special report in the internet the other day about a subject regarding to the “10 Keys To Eliminating Fear of Driving”.
and I found it very helpful and inspiring to read.
The author Alex Hunter displayed a very informative report about eliminating a fear of driving. He shared a very useful approach in improving and developing your skill as a driver. Also he showed expert knowledge about the problem on hand.
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