By Megan Powell (I'm a kayaker, ask me how)
I suffered a small scale anxiety attack when I was filling out my application for last year's clinic.
I mean, the questions, am-I-right? In all fairness to the authors of that application, there are really no better ways to ask them, and they really were written in a way that should have comforted me.
But I gulped as I ranked myself as having the least amount of skill in nearly every category. No, I still can't roll a kayak. No, I'm not particularly comfortable in my boat, even in a pool. My tolerance to cold? Why? Am I going to be really cold a lot?
But I continued the harsh evaluation of myself and diligently named who I was sure would be the last emergency contact I would ever need. And I continued to go to roll sessions, hoping for the best.
I did finally get a roll at my fourth class. It was spotty, like most newly acquired rolls. It came and went. I was sure I had it, and
I suffered a small scale anxiety attack when I was filling out my application for last year's clinic.
I mean, the questions, am-I-right? In all fairness to the authors of that application, there are really no better ways to ask them, and they really were written in a way that should have comforted me.
But I gulped as I ranked myself as having the least amount of skill in nearly every category. No, I still can't roll a kayak. No, I'm not particularly comfortable in my boat, even in a pool. My tolerance to cold? Why? Am I going to be really cold a lot?
But I continued the harsh evaluation of myself and diligently named who I was sure would be the last emergency contact I would ever need. And I continued to go to roll sessions, hoping for the best.
I did finally get a roll at my fourth class. It was spotty, like most newly acquired rolls. It came and went. I was sure I had it, and