It’s really easy to talk yourself out of adventure—“That looks scary”and “That’s too hard core for me.”Also, “I would, but I can’t go alone” and “I don’t think I’m capable of that.”—super easy. I know. I did it for 23 years. And then I decided not to let that Boring Life Salesman in the door any more. I never did like what he was selling and I was tired of pretending I did.
And then I became what I truly desired: An adventurer.
A girl who goes after it and fans the flames of desire of the regular. For me, that means summiting mountains and climbing granite rockfaces. It means sleeping in rugged places and sometimes bumping into bears. It means choosing to run ridgelines in the afternoon instead of wearing pantsuits in a meeting room with no windows. To me, it means being free.
This is not a crazy life. It’s not an unattainable life, either. It is completely within reach.
If you have a yearning in your belly for some Type 2 fun, for pushing limits and slaying goals and getting sweaty before breakfast, you can. Even if you think you can’t; you can.
I’m not a fan of quick fixes.
I believe the best life is an earned life.
That said, here are a few quick tips to get you started on the adventurous road, wild thing:
- Ask yourself what you want. Then do that.
- If your barrier is knowledge, learn what you don’t know.
Take a course. Or two. Join a club. Watch YouTube videos.
- Find people who are doing what you want to be doing. Say hi and ask if you can join in.
- If you think you can’t, you’re right. If you think you can, you’re right. So stick with the latter.
- Don’t just stand in front of walls with wings and take pictures; use your wings (You have a pair. I swear!).
- Book it. Just make the plan already. Pay the money. Put it in the calendar. Buy the gear. And get after it.
You are an adventurer if you want to be.
Get it, girl!