That's the other thing I was really aware of: I was the only woman among thousands of others who was wasn't wearing jeans or a mini-skirt and a sexy shirt. My husband and I had decided to take a drive that afternoon. We weren't planning on going to Bike Week so I didn't dress appropriately. I showed up wearing a flowery sun dress, a purple cardigan and flip flops. I was very out of place. I felt uncomfortable and I really embraced this feeling. It was good for me to feel out of place as it allowed me to be extra cognizant of myself among others who seemed so different than me. You can learn a lot about yourself when you are the one who doesn't fit in.
Even though my first Bike Week experience was completely surreal, I'm glad that I got out of my comfort zone. There's a sort of adrenaline rush that comes with this type experience. You become very sensitive of your surroundings and it's almost as if all of your senses are synchronizing with one another. It's very. . . liberating.
Have you ever gotten out of your comfort zone?
*I'm participating in the 2013 A to Z Challenge. Every day in April (except for Sundays) I will be posting according to a letter of the Alphabet. To read more about my theme, click here.