Being alive is a risky and rare thing, when you think about it.
The world is full of microbes and viruses that would love nothing more than to invade our fragile systems and end our puny lives, and we can’t even see them. Not to mention the fact that most of us spend hours each day in a steel and glass box hurtling down the road speeds that would have seemed impossible 150 years ago. I don’t want to alarm you guys, but we live in a dangerous place.
Yet, if my knowledge of twenty year old surveys I heard comedians talk about on TV once holds true, the number one fear among adults in this country is public speaking. This fact is one of those things that manages to at once baffe me and make total sense. Because I get that. I’ve jumped out of airplanes and off bridges with a bungee cord tied around my waist, but neither one of those things made me as nervous as doing open mic standup on amateur night did. Or as asking a girl out on a date for the first time still does. Granted, I shouldn’t be asking so many girls out on dates, they are really starting to give me dirty looks over at the middle school. (See. Jokes like that are why I’m terrified of doing them in public.)
I can’t imagine a day without risk. Risk of physical injury or simple humiliation are everywhere, and I guess we have to make use of them. What’s that old cliche? You only regret the risks you don’t take? It doesn’t apply here, but it might look good on a No Fear shirt.
What will you risk today?