“Pride goeth before the fall” doesn’t mean first you lose your pride then you fail.
It means “the famine goeth before the plague” or “the herald goeth before the king”. Get cocky, hit the wall. The sin of Hubris.
Did that one this weekend. Asked too much of my guys.
It could have been worse. Ended up being a lot of driving for me and a lot of stress and yelling for #1, but there was nobody around but his brother. I could have handled my own frustration better, but I think we all survived with minimal scars. The car didn’t crash. Nobody rode their bike over a cliff.
The morning after I did my retrospective. What was I thinking?! I should have done the math. On an event that combined a new setting and not one but two novel and high stress activities all of which were weather dependent… what were the odds it would work out? Maybe 1/5.
That’s hubris. We’d had a string of successful adventures and I got cocky.
I should have had more contingency plans and I should have had at most one novel and stressful challenge to meet.
I get to try again this weekend …