It’s easy to be scared in a whitewater kayak. You’re sitting in your boat in a nice calm eddy above a drop full of turbulent water, rocks, and more than a dozen ways to hurt yourself or maybe, if things go really bad, even get yourself killed. Your friends are at the bottom, waiting for you to go, but you’re afraid. Your stomach is in a knot, your hands are shaking, your mouth is bone dry, and you can feel your butthole puckering up underneath you.
In this scenario, you can either paddle your boat a couple feet to the shore, get out, and carry your boat around the rapid, or peel out into the current and paddle downstream. My advice (both for myself, for anyone who asks for it, and for anyone reading this who didn’t ask for it) in these situations is simple: “embrace the pucker.”
I realized that sounds easier than it is. It’s certainly a simplification for me. When I first started kayaking, my pucker would start hours before I even got to the river, while I was loading up my boat in the mornings. It would continue the entire time in the car, and only ease up when I paddled into the takeout and was done for the day.
Why would I choose to do something I was so clearly afraid of? I asked myself the same question one day, while I was sitting in one of those eddies, waiting to paddle down a big, scary rapid.
“Why are you doing this if you’re so afraid?”
The answer came from my puckered butthole, which was an admittedly strange place to give me an answer, but it said, “Because you like this feeling.”
And as dumb as it sounds, my butthole was right. I did like the feeling, and still do. Mastering that fear is a special kind of thrill. And that thrill was why I’d gotten in a boat in the first place. So, the only thing to do was embrace it.
And to be clear, I’m not telling you to ignore danger and throw yourself into situations without understanding the risks. There are plenty of risks I would not consider taking. And I have a distinct memory of the first time I thought about your pregnant mother and decided to get off a river because I was having a rough day. So, be smart about when and where you make these kinds of decisions.
That said, this lesson is much bigger than the decisions you’ll make in a kayak. You’ll face decisions throughout your life where fear will seem to hold you back. Whether it’s asking for a raise, asking out a girl, applying to college, or speaking in public, fear is a natural response to danger and the unknown. But, if you have a strategy to move past that fear, you’ll be less likely to panic and freeze up.
Back to the eddy. You want to go down the rapid, but you’re afraid. You remember I told you to “embrace the pucker,” but aren’t sure how. Here’s how it goes.
1 - Acknowledge the pucker.
It’s okay if you’re afraid, it happens to everyone. Before you can embrace it, you have to recognize the pucker exists. As a bonus, bringing that fear out into the light takes away some of its power. Got a friend you trust? Tell them. On the river, you’ll hear things like “I’ve got your back,” or, “Follow my line and you’ll be fine.” That is, assuming you’re not paddling with assholes. And if you start hearing things like, “Don’t be a pussy,” or, “Just suck it up and go,” I’d find some new people to paddle with.
2 - Examine the pucker.
After you’ve acknowledged it, take a long, hard look at it. Do you have a good reason to be afraid? If you do, should you change your course of action? If I swam a rapid yesterday, and am not feeling confident in my boat today, I might get out and walk around it. (“Swimming” is kayaker for flipped over, couldn’t roll up, and had to get out of the boat and swim down. It hurts your pride and whatever body parts you bang into rocks.) On the other hand, if the thing you’re afraid of is unlikely to happen, can you take specific actions to make sure it doesn’t? At the very least, if it does happen, will you be okay? If so, and you can feel good about your preparation, proceed to step 3.
3 - Embrace the pucker.
Now you’re ready. You’ve acknowledged and examined it, and the last step is to wrap your arms around that fear and give it a hug. See it for what it is, but don’t let it hold you back. Go into the challenge with clear eyes about the consequences of failure, but focused on succeeding. I want to be clear about this, embracing your fear does not mean obsessing about or focusing on it. Rather, I want you to embrace the feeling of fear and use it to motivate yourself to succeed.
Look where you want to go, and don’t look where you don’t want to go. If your line is to the left, look to the left. If there’s a giant hole on the right side of a rapid that you want to avoid, look to the left and not at the giant hole. If you stare at the giant thing you want to avoid, you will usually paddle right into it. Trust me, I’ve done it.
And as goes life in the boat, so goes life out of the boat. Whether or not you put yourself in situations where you know you’ll be afraid, you will face fear. How you react to that fear will determine your success. I’m going to leave you with Frank Herbert’s Litany Against Fear, which comes from Dune.
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
I know you will be afraid, and I hope you learn to acknowledge it, examine it, and embrace it. Great things await on the other side of the pucker.
I love you,
Dad
I originally planned to finish this series in twelve months, intending to write one entry a week for 52 weeks. But, other things came up and I didn’t have as much time as I thought I would. We moved, you started a new school, I had other projects, etc. But finally, I’m starting my last entry in September, nine months after I’d planned. Which is the perfect intro to this one.
Time is funny like that. It marches on like a metronome, indifferent to how much you wish it would slow down or speed up. It offers no do-overs, no matter how frivolously you spend it. And it gives zero fucks what you planned to accomplish in the time you had. Once that time is over, you’ll get no more. But, it also stretches out ahead of you into an unknown future, offering untold possibility and infinite choices.
Which is why I hope you both learn to make choices about how you spend your time and understand what those choices mean. Because while there’s never enough time for everything, there’s still enough time to do almost anything.