I’ve never been what one would call a nature lover or anything related to being outdoorsy. It’s not to say that I don’t enjoy a good hike or run, even a camping trip every once in a while, but I generally prefer a controlled environment within four walls.
One of the things I love about the East Coast Paddlesports and Outdoor Festival is that each year I attend, I find something new that I would not have necessarily thought of trying myself. Last year, it was shooting a bow and arrow and riding a mountain bike across a seesaw. This year, it was sailing in a kayak and getting a fly fishing lesson.
I’ve never really been the “outdoorsy” type. Growing up as an only child and a girly girl, the biggest adventure I ever had was staying in my grandparents’ camper in a state park. That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy being adventurous, but I was just never exposed to hiking or canoeing or anything that required me to rough it for a while. In general, I’m not the toughest person when it comes to nature and the elements. So when I was given the opportunity to participate in a guided kayak tour this week, I was naturally a little wary.
When my alarm clock went off at 5:30 a.m. Saturday, I thought there was a fire truck in my room. It’s now that time of year in Charleston when the flowers start blooming and it’s warm enough to lay in the sand on Sullivan’s Island, and there are events every single weekend. All of these things are wonderful, except when you work in the travel and tourism industry! The last few weeks have been very busy for me, which caused me to neglect much of my running and training. I was apprehensive about how I would perform in the Cooper River Bridge Run with so little preparation. Needless to say, when my alarm was blaring before the crack of dawn, I was less than excited to jump out of bed and run 6.2 miles over the longest cable-stayed bridge in the country.
Hands down, one of my top three favorite things about living in Charleston is all the art. I can’t say that owning a big house fits well with my personality, but admittedly, the one great argument for it in my book is the potential for turning it into a gallery full of beautiful and unique pieces of art. For now, though, I settle for window shopping in the local galleries and attempting to gain some skills by visual osmosis.
The easiest part of setting goals for yourself is choosing what you want to do. Your imagination starts to run overtime and you dream up lofty ideas without hesitation. The hardest part of setting goals for yourself is following through with the actions it takes to make those goals a reality.