Last year, on the eve of my 27th birthday, I decided to create a list of 27 things I've always wanted to do but was I either too afraid, too lazy, or too busy. Things like trying a new sport or getting a dude to wax his body parts (I swear I have gentle hands) or baking a pie from scratch. With a few months to go, I have a few left and I am more determined than ever to finish all of them.
As my 27th year slowly approaches its end and my 28th about to begin, I've started to think about what is next. Somehow, making another to-do list just doesn't quite fit. It had to be something different.
Last week, I was having a conversation with Jezebel about running. She and I like running just as much as one likes to plucking their eyelashes off one by one while listening to cats scratch a chalkboard with their paws. Let's just say that if I had to run for my life, I would play dead. I wish I was joking.
A few days ago, I found myself searching for training schedules for people who hate running. No, seriously, that's what I entered on Google's search bar. I actually found something.
Minutes later, I was downloading applications on my iTouch to track how long before one would find me sprawled in pain a few blocks from my house. Or downstairs.
So, over the next few months, I've decided that this year will be about the things that I a) am too afraid to try (take a cooking class, yoga in a bra instead of a tank), b) dislike with a passion (meat with tons of barbeque sauce - seriously, gross), and c) fear and dislike with a passion. And I gotta do twenty eight of them.
I already have something for #1. Pluck my lashes to baldness. Just kidding!
What would be on your fear list?