Today I conquered a great fear of mine. I took the bus!
Ok, so it isn’t a huge fear, I don’t freak out at the thought of riding a method of public transportation. On the contrary, I find it relaxing to not have to really worry about driving/road conditions, and know I can’t do anything to rush the trip. It is a conquering-fear type thing because when riding the bus near my house, I had to fend off a rather overly-persistent guy who basically asked me to move in with him. I was 18 at the time (not that asking now would make it any less creepy), and, to be honest, it set a bad taste in my mouth for bussing around. Therefore, I’ve opted to get a ride from my parents when at all possible, even if it means getting somewhere a few hours early.
Anyhow, I took the bus and, as freaked out as I was, I ended up leaving an hour too early, and took an hour earlier train downtown, and got rained on. Le sigh. BUT the rain wasn’t very heavy, and I got to walk through the beautiful park I found last time I walked to Bootcamp-Small Group on a Wednesday.
Overall, it was not a horrible bus experience, and I think I might take it more often now.
128 Days of Summer 