I don’t know how old I need to be to arrive at the conclusion that these adventures are beyond me.

Of course, I am enough of a worrier to consider all the negative forces at work before I jump into something too exciting.

(Hah! “Negative forces at work”…..was that some kind of Freudian slip? Is it my job that keeps me from adventure? Probably not….I’ll bet it’s mostly just me and my attitudes….)

I worry about financing it all….I worry about the time….I worry about what would happen with the little guys on a big trip.

I worry….some.

This guy, Alastair Humphreys, said something about “while I still can” in this video….and that’s the big question.

When do I stop believing….no matter how untested the reality of the situation (or its consequences) is…..when do I stop believing that I can?

That’s a good question.

Maybe, better than questioning when I have to stop, it would be good to just do until I couldn’t do anymore?

Just jump in and start swimming before I worried about how cold the water is?

Maybe….it would be good to even START HAVING SOME ADVENTURES? (What a weiner….whining about adventure when I haven’t even really pursued it yet….)

I don’t know.

Man, though…..adventure keeps your blood flowing.

If you’re going to live…..you should really be alive.

Why not pursue really living all the days of your life?