These days, I learned snowboarding in the Alps. Why? Because the last time I went snowboarding was three years ago, and back then, I thought I was already pretty good at it.
However, when I strapped on the snowboard this time, I couldn't recall how to move. I felt frozen and had to spend the whole day recalling all the techniques, or better to say, learning everything again.
The biggest insight came at the end of the first day of snowboarding. I already understood the logic of how to do it, but the next step was more about my heart than my mind. Why? I had to trust myself to turn around the edge of the snowboard, being on a 45-degree slope. I had to believe I could do it. Could I do it now? The evolution was only possible if I did.
Nothing mattered at that moment—whether I knew all the hacks in my head or had someone around—nothing. The only thing that could have helped me was my faith in myself.
It's interesting how all things in life are similar. I wouldn't have started my business without this faith. It's kind of funny that I didn't know I trusted myself that much. But on the slope, each time I turned around and around, risking, falling down, and then choosing another slope to try out, I understood that I had to turn around approximately 70 times on ONE SLOPE. ONE. I trusted myself hundreds of times during the day because I had faith that I could handle that turn around.
The hardest thing is to trust yourself again when you fall down and have more serious injuries than a simple hematoma. After this, it's harder to trust again, and you feel it. The question is: will you give this fall a chance for doubts?