Risky Thursday April 20, 2006

Every Thursday I think I’m going to start posting about things that I’m scared of trying, but tried anyway. I’ll skip the obvious freaky things, like toothy sharks and old egg salad, and go right to meat of my fears.

I’m starting this week, with the lawn mower. I’ve never mowed a lawn in my life, for many reasons. Most of those reasons involve my fears of sharp, fast moving blades colliding with my precious little toes.

The Lawn Mower Challenge started out, very rough. I had to have some help getting the thing started, and it felt impossible to wield once I did. Our lawn is slopey, the grass was jungle-ish, and those whirring blades kept making scary menacing threats to my appendages.

But I’m happy to say, ultimately, it was a success. Soon I was muscling that mower up and down our lawn with sweaty confidence. Eventually, the scariness turned to exhaustion and mild boredom.

I can now happily say that I’m no longer scared of the mowing the lawn, I just don’t like doing it.