Karen Willis shares her lesson learnt on the mountain in the French Alps
I’m hanging on to a metal cable off the side of a mountain. There’s a metal rung below me to step down to but I can’t reach it. The sound of my heartbeat is deafening.
How the hell did I get here?
Just a week ago, as I was nailing the slowest descent on record on an e-bike down Alpe d’Huez, I made a deal with myself that it was ok to give my comfort zone a ‘nudge’, no need to blast through it.
As I take a peek over my shoulder, I can see my comfort zone. Its 800 metres below me.
Andy spends his time away from the computer cycling or hiking up mountains or catching a wave on his SUP.