Just another excuse?

There I was, parked at a walking trail, halfway between home and work with my heart racing. On a whim I’d pulled up to ring a Melbourne talk back radio station because I’d heard the host ask, ‘What are your memories of the 1970s?’ My heart said, ‘Great opportunity to remind the listeners of the Razorback Mountain Truck Blockade.’ Head said, ‘The times not right, don’t be late for work.’ When I stopped and really asked myself why it was the wrong time, I heard my head say, ‘Two weeks ago you tried this, you stumbled, your voice broke with nerves, you were embarrassed with your effort, don’t go there again!’ I was already on hold; I had just moments to decide which to follow - heart or head?

I went with heart. When Rafael Epstein asked what I wanted to mention from the 1970s I calmly, with just a little quiver, said the Razorback Truck Blockade of 1979. ‘What? I don’t remember a truck blockade,’ he said. I knew then I had made the right decision. One more person (and who knows how many listeners) at least had now heard of the blockade. Will he ever go further and find out more about it? I have no idea. Did he ask me as many questions about it as I had hoped. No! Did I speak as coolly and calmly as I would have liked, No. But I did walk into work, on time, head held high, because I’d chosen today to be ‘the right time’ to face a challenge.

My next challenge is to ask myself when will the ‘time be right’ to listen to myself chatting with Raf on the ABC Listener app? I know I spoke at @the 22-minute mark on the 25/03/26, I wonder what’s holding me back?

No time to take photos the other day so I dug out an old one of the end of the rail trail I was parked at.

On the days I give myself time to wander, I can always find something to take a photo of.

I'm learning to look up more as I spend time with my granddaughters - yes, Autumn is really here.