Left to my natural inclinations, I am a junk food eating, social situation avoiding, couch potato germaphobe who looks at the bad side of every situation and avoids trying new things. This is not who I want to be, so I wage war on myself, going from one extreme to the other. I seek a middle ground in which I gently push myself in the right direction and live a healthy, active lifestyle.
I am blogging about a series of challenges I give to myself, so that I don’t remain, in the words of Ralph Waldo Emerson, “too timid and squeamish.” Some of the challenges will not strike others as something to be timid or squeamish about. Those are the ones where I need to give myself a little push to get out of the house or make a change that is healthier. Sometimes I just need to break through inertia (OK, laziness) and get something done.
I value collecting experiences rather than collecting things (well, iPads do seem pretty cool), and on the surface it may appear that I am not too timid and squeamish. I love to travel and have had some amazing experiences:
Petting a tiger in Thailand
Sleeping under the stars in the Sahara (after a camel caravan)
Photo by Agra Baroti
Traveling alone to Costa Rica
These experiences, while fraught with some anxiety, were in some ways easier for me to accomplish than things like inviting people to a cookout, speaking up at a meeting, or drinking out of somebody’s cup. I guess we all have obstacles and insecurities that hold us back, right?
Regular features on my blog
- I publish postcards that readers send in from outside their comfort zones. Celebrate your courage. Send me a postcard!
- I write completing challenges on my 101 things in 1001 days list.
- I also write a Scene from a Memoir — a story from my past — occasionally.
Thanks for visiting!