Friday, September 7, 2012
Living On The Edge
This morning on my commute from Frederick MD to Washington DC, I began to have memories flash thru my mind. One memory in particular is the basis of today’s posting. My two cousins Lori and Lydia Anne and I were in the Dominican Republic on vacation. We had opted to take an excursion to the country side and later would go boogie boarding. Obviously we were not the only people on this excursion; most of the people were unmentionable - except one couple, an over bearing German man with a very meek wife. At every stop as the guide told us history or a story the German man always had something to disagree with. Our final stop - Boogie Boarding... so the guide told everyone if you are going to Boogie Board - take the board with you.
So off the monster truck emptied and there I was smoking my cigarette and the German couple was the only ones left. I tossed my cigarette and told the couple - don't forget to grab your boogie board. Mr. No Personality turns to me and proceeds to explain that he and his wife do not partake in dangerous activities, that Winston Churchill once said (paraphrasing) one should never engage in a sport that could endanger their life. I turned and Smiled and said to the lovely couple - well do you know what I say. Reluctantly he said "what" and I responded "If you are not living on the edge you are taking up to much space". I grabbed my board and off and running I went. Of course the story does not end there. Here I am out in the ocean capturing the great waves and as I come in to shore I get rolled over and over again. Trying to get my balance and get up I am tossed several more times only to hit the back of my head against the ocean floor. Finally I get my feet beneath me and go to stand and yes you guessed it.... standing there before me is Mr. No Personality. So I jumped up - yelled Woo Who! and ran back to the ocean, meanwhile in my mind I am thinking oh shit that hurt.
My point for today’s story is to remind you - there are so many little adventures that you are missing by standing on the beach - you need to thru yourself into life and ride the wave - get tossed around and enjoy the ride, your feet while be there when it is time to put you straight again.
From fire walking to the craps table - I love living on the edge!
What experiences have you had that you consider living on the edge?
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LOL...great story! Every time I sit down with a circle of 8 people I feel like I'm sitting on the edge. Scary but so much fun!
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