Some day you may be lucky enough to have your worst fear come true. It probably will not be as disastrous as you think. Laugh at the experience

Anytime we stretch to try something new, we risk landing in life's manure piles.  As a teenager, I attended a boarding school in upstate New York, and worked on a dairy farm to help pay the tuition.  I had never seen a cow up close until my first day on the farm. Grumbling after a 4am wake-up call, I went to the barn for the morning milking.  First, we herded the cows from the fields into the barn.  A fascinating experience, since cows are a blend of stubborn and docile.  When the cows were in the stalls ready to be milked, as the newest member of the crew my job was to clean the gutters.  There was a special shovel for the job, twelve inches wide with two inch sides.  It fit perfectly into the gutter under the rear ends of the cows.  I shoveled manure and urine into a wheelbarrow, wheeled the sloppy mixture to the manure spreader by the barn door, and dumped the mess in the spreader.  The ramp to the manure spreader was a ten foot long 2"x12" wooden plank.
The fear dragon was with me that morning.  These were new surroundings for me.  I wanted to impress the old hands on the crew, and I was afraid of looking stupid.  The third time up the ramp, the wheelbarrow slipped off the ramp, manure spilled on the ground, and I fell into it head first.  The milking crew laughed for twenty minutes, confirming my worst fear.  My clothes were ruined.  Even after two showers, the stench was still on my body.  Despite that horrible experience, I enjoyed working on the dairy farm.  Nothing is sweeter than the rich flavor of warm milk fresh from a cow.