#169: What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to? What would have to happen to make you comfortable taking it?
This is an equal tie between going travelling abroad by myself and moving out of Hertfordshire and into London… I really can’t work out which one is a bigger risk overall, though!
Travelling solo wise – what would obviously make me feel more comfortable in taking the risk, is that I wouldn’t be going by myself. But in this day and age, where everyone (especially my age) is so focussed on building their career, it’s really hard to find the time to go! The other thing I’ve been looking at, as a way of getting around this issue, is to go as part of a charity/volunteering group. The only problem I’ve found with this however, is that there are so many organisations out there that you can’t work out which one’s are actually reliable and will provide the experience they describe. Or maybe I’m just a bit of a sceptic and should just jump in feet first… but I’m very much about the safety aspect – a young, 5″2 woman wandering around foreign countries on her own. Hmm…
Moving out, into London wise – it’s not that I’m concerned about this one teensy bit as I loved living on my own during Uni but for me to be able to take that risk, I’d need job security and a decent salary that truly reflected my contribution to the company. Unfortunately, until I get this I have to stay put, as even though I could afford a monthly rent, I wouldn’t be able to feed myself at all, join a gym (I couldn’t live without my Yoga) or go out socially… even for a few drinks down the pub on a Friday after work. Not a risk I’m willing to take!
As with all of my rebellions, today’s prompt simply didn’t interest me. So, instead, since I’ve now got less than 8 weeks to go, I thought I’d write about my participation in this years Cancer Research, Race for Life!
I’ve never before taken part in a fun run and I am extremely far from being a gym bunny, so this will definitely be a challenge. Last month however, I joined my local gym in the hope that it would motivate me to train ahead of the race… let’s just say the only thing I’ve done regularly is the Sunday morning Yoga practice. That said, over this Easter weekend I took a Zumba class, which as always, I loved as well as a class called Cardio Combat, where I’m pretty sure the instructor used to be in the army as it was super tough and I’m still aching… 48 hours later!
I’ll be running 5k on the 15th June with my mum, my cousin and my auntie, who two years ago had to have a double mastectomy. Her strength, positivity and courage throughout was simply incredible and I often think that if I have to go through something similar in the future, I’d be able to show even half the bravery she did. This is why I’d like to raise money and contribute to investing in the potential futures of my friends and family. I’m hoping to raise £100, anything more would be overwhelmingly appreciated. If you’d like to help me in my mission, please visit my Just Giving page here.
Thanks a bunch and Happy Easter!
#58: Murphy’s Law says, “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.” Write about a time everything did — fiction encouraged here, too!
This morning. I ran out of cereal, I forgot to put my scarf on before leaving the house (and I’m a person who feels the cold easily, so need as many layers as possible!), my train was cancelled, the next available train was half the size it usually is (so if you suffer from claustrophobia, you would have had a problem) and i’ve just been told that I didn’t make the interview stages for a job writing product descriptions for a fashion outlets website. Even though all this has happened, I still feel surprisingly upbeat as I have next week off for my birthday and I’ll be joining my local gym… super exciting times!
* no fiction necessary
Bonus assignment: do you keep a notebook next to your bed? Good. Tomorrow morning, jot down the first thought you have upon waking, whether or not it’s coherent.
I don’t keep a notepad besides my bed, but I will do tonight!