Devil's Chair at the Devil's Punch Bowl. This has been one of my bucket list items. It scares me. Do I have the lungs for it? Will I faint going up from the desert to the forest? Will this three hour walk? Will it be too much? I am fearful because I don't want to overestimate my fitness.
Saw relatives take picture from this place.Couple of little grade schoolers and sister in laws no older than me. I Zumba regularly. I can ride a bike for a couple of hours straight. I can lift and crunch better than some. So why does this 3.3 miles worry me. It worries me because it scares me. Don't want to look foolish. Don't want be stupid with my heart. It scares me because there is doubt. It scares me because there are real world life ending possibilities.
Limitations scare me.
So what now? Can't put it off too much longer. I will be too old and my health well. . .Let's leave it at that.
In light of New Year's Resolutions, I really need to consider that whether I should keep this on the list.
Guess, we face these realities all the time. We ask do we have to the stuff to make it happen. We ask is it worth the price to be paid. Is the risk, well, is it worth it? We fall into these patterns. Deciding to take a leap? We ask should you go say "Hi" and talk to that person that catches your eye. We should decide to go two 45s when bench pressing. We should decide to take that Zumba class for the very first time.
Its scary. Spinning is one that I have concerns. Devil's Punch Bowl at the Devil's Chair is another. Saying Hi to Smoky and the Tatted One. Its these little things we all must face. Too long in the hiding and fear grips us. Opportunities missed and Life is less lived. This is what scares me the most.
So if I fall and can't get up, I think its better than not jumping at all. So Jump.
