No Regrets


Adventure [ad-ven-cher], noun: 1. an exciting or very unusual experience, 2. participation in exciting undertakings, 3. a bold action of uncertain outcome.

I’m a classic daredevil who knows firsthand what it’s like to have an adventurous spirit. I’ve taken my share of risks, traveled to faraway lands, broken some bones and hearts, switched a gazillion jobs, jumped out of a plane, and eaten alligator (that counts). However, I have a regret that’s been haunting me. One that should be annihilated with a 30 day adventure designed to challenge me like never before.

A few years ago I applied for the hit television show, “Survivor”. I was so serious that I had my video application professionally done by a local producer. I was so certain I was going, I saved weeks of vacation time just so I could jet to a deserted island in the South Pacific. While I should be happy I made it to a live audition, I’m sad to say I wasn’t picked. That changes today.

I’m committed to catch the producers’ attention by embarking on my own Survivor adventure. For the next 30 days, it’s my intention to complete daily physical challenges and…gulps…follow the Survivor diet, with one exception – no eating grubs. There is no amount of ketchup that could make grubs appealing. I’ll be making a video documentary and at the end of this 30 day adventure, splice it together to submit my three minute plea to Survivor. Today was day one, I logged in 10 miles and my mood was “energized”. Probably a week from now my mood will be “this sucks”. Let’s be honest, but it’s going to be a heck of adventure, agreed?

Like many of you, I don’t like regrets. I actually believe regret is born out of missed opportunities and not seizing the day rather than poor choices. Adventure, if you really think about it, is the opposite of regret. Saying “yes”. Choosing love. Booking the trip. Trying a new class. Starting a business. Pursuing your dream. Getting on Survivor. Whatever your definition of adventure is, just pick something before this summer or year gets away from you again.

Say “yes” to adventure and “no” to regrets.

And please promise to watch me on Survivor? I’ll be the brave lady with no regrets refusing to eat grubs. Unless I’m at risk of getting voted off, to which I’ll say, “Pass the ketchup”.

Life is way too short girlfriend to not eat grubs.

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