I Hit My Head and Learned Three Lessons

Combating fear, making backups, and showing up for yourself

At the end of September, I went to a conference in Denver. The first morning, I went for a run when it was still dark, on a path that was also used by bikes. Exactly 3.40 miles in, I collided with a cyclist going the other way (I know it was 3.40 because, like all good runners, the first thing I did after sitting up was stop my watch). It wasn’t anyone’…