“I didn’t want my life to be an occasional adventure. I wanted adventure to be my life.” ― Jean-Philippe Soulé, I, Tarzan: Against All Odds
The other day a friend teased me when I said I was afraid to ride one of those e-scooters. He said: You? Really? Aren’t you Miss Adventure?
I always considered myself adventurous, but what have I been doing lately that qualifies as adventurous? Just calling myself adventurous doesn’t make me adventurous.
There are over 200 e-scooters and 30 bikes available around downtown New Rochelle. They seem fun and dangerous at the same time. I toy with the idea of trying the scooter above out.
Perhaps on a grassy field with no people or cars around. Visions of attempting to rollerblade come to mind. I didn’t do any better with piloting a motorcycle. I broke the mirror on my sister’s bike on the first try.
“Adventures are all very well in their place, but there’s a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.” ― Neil Gaiman, Stardust
Do I have to risk injury to prove I am adventurous, or perhaps I should just quit portraying myself as such?
Perhaps I can just be adventurous in mind and not in action. In my mind I am everything.
As far as the bike above, I am not afraid of it. I just haven’t rode one in several years. I figure one of theses days I will be riding one. It should be easy, after all, it is just like riding a bike 🙂
Or perhaps I should be afraid of it. I still remember the last time I was on one. It was right in downtown New Rochelle, and I think I was riding on the wrong side of the street or something like that. A man stuck his head out of his van and yelled: “Lady, you are going to kill yourself”.
“Until you step into the unknown, you don’t know what you’re made of.” ― Roy T. Bennett
I rode home and was never on a bike again. I am not sure if he was the reason or if I just didn’t have a chance to ride again.
Can I just walk and be adventurous, or do I have to risk life and limb? I already risk myself skiing.
“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.” ―
Why is it so important to me to be adventurous, or to see myself as adventurous? I guess I equate “being adventurous” as “fully enjoying life” and “living with gusto”.
I fully embrace the idea that we have to do things we fear to be able to grow. Perhaps that is the reason that I hang on to skiing. To feel adventurous. And to also feel young and powerful.
I fear being stuck, and not growing. One of the worst sins for me would be to one day look back in my life, and realize that I wasted my life for fear. Fear of trying, fear of getting hurt, fear of making a fool of myself, etc.
With all that being said: No, I am not trying that e-scooter any time soon. And yes, I am going to continue to call myself adventurous.
Hi, I am Ana and I am adventurous, and yet cautious.
“To venture causes anxiety, but not to venture is to lose one’s self…. And to venture in the highest is precisely to be conscious of one’s self.” ―