Remember when...

Do you remember when you used to be spontaneous? Back when you were given the opportunity to just be able to do whatever you wanted that you leaped at the chance. Remember how much fun it was? There seems to be something inside me lately that is desperate to rekindle some of that energy, Oh I just bet it would be awesome! It seems like it was such a long time ago since the last time we did anything crazy or spontaneous.

Like the time we decided to go cliff diving.

WEEE!!! Splash! Ignore that a couple of us got caught in the river current and tangled up in some fishing lines. Ignore that they would need to be rescued by a boater. Instead focus on the memory of camping and swimming and all the fun we had. Ahh to be 18 again...

Or the time we decided to go skinny dipping.

 Sneak, sneak, sneak into the water we all went. Ignore that once in the water we looked back to the beach and by the light of the moonlight discovered there were people on the beach. Ignore that we were now forced to waltz out of the water buck naked and soaking wet right in front of them to fetch our clothes. Instead focus on the fun we had that hot summer night and be thankful it wasn't a cop sitting there. Ahhh to be in our twenties again...

Or the time we decided to go snowmobiling through the park in the middle of the night.

Varoom! Zoom across the fields through the freshly fallen snow. Ignore that one of us had never driven a snowmobile before. Ignore that it was dark and we couldn't see very well. Instead focus on the memory of being hurled through the air and safely landing in the snow with no damage to the machine or our bones. Ahhh the nonsense of thirty somethings.

I think it might be time to off the cob webs and get out and do something fun! Perhaps, sneak past the Redbull security and scamper up the scaffolding and hurl myself down the Crashed Ice course this weekend.

Well it's a thought. Probably not a good idea, but we'll find out Saturday night. ;o)