and it makes me wonder, especially with a lineage of people dying when do you know when to stop?or can you know?
there are so many things out there to do and seem like mad fun to me but then other people don't find fun? like theyd rather do crafts or re arrange furniture?
how do you check yourself? like at what point do you stop and think "maybe i need to ease up?"
been watching the movie Steep alot and the whole deal with Shane McConkey kinda got me thinking.like especially watching Steep i got inspired to start planning my current dream trip of 2011: Kamchatka.
the draw of these sports is really strong and they take alot of dedication, my roommates commented on it alot lately baffled as to why i would eat oatmeal for extended periods of time to afford certain equipment or what not instead of leading a more domestic comfortable lifestyle.
ex. roommate: "why climb the mountain when theres a ski lift?"
and i wonder, do you think were just built differently? or do you think being around other people who think alike you develop more of a desire to push the envelope and it only feels natural to do so? how is it that some people seem afraid to live their lives? how do they not feel a draw to the mountains or a certain sport that gets their pulse up?
just some stuff i've been thinking about the past few days....