{"id":286,"date":"2020-10-20T16:56:00","date_gmt":"2020-10-20T16:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/?p=286"},"modified":"2020-10-26T23:57:32","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T23:57:32","slug":"why","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/?p=286","title":{"rendered":"Why"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The following is an attempt to answer the question of why would I ride my bike 165 miles in steady Seattle rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>\u201cWe don\u2019t live to eat and make money.&nbsp; We eat and make money to be able to enjoy life.&nbsp; That is what life means, and this is what life is for.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; -George Mallory<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I believe that within each of us there exists a life force.&nbsp; Under the normal twentieth-century American routine this life force is a small, imperceptible, pilot light, but discomfort splashes gasoline on that hidden flame causing it to burn hot and bright.&nbsp;&nbsp; Only in discomfort can we feel truly alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Looking back over the past one hundred years it seems as though the United States has had one unifying goal: make like easier.&nbsp; I fear that the easier life becomes the less we feel truly alive \u2013 truly conscious of being a living breathing soul-possessing inhabitant of mother earth.&nbsp; I am convinced that affluence and comfort quenches the joy of being alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I enjoy the company of endurance athletes and artists. Both groups actively seek out and embrace the uncomfortable.&nbsp; Performing live on stage is every bit as uncomfortable as an Iron Man.&nbsp; The life force is strong and evident in those who seek out discomfort and routinely push at the boundaries of what they think is possible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Feeling alive is not the same as an adrenaline rush.&nbsp; The adrenaline rush is a product of confusion, chaos and disorientation: jumping out of an airplane is an adrenaline rush, but it\u2019s during the flight to altitude that you feel alive.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">After I do something big and stupid, typically on a bicycle, I usually get one of two responses: (a) why did you do that, or (b) tell me about what you did.&nbsp; The people who inherently understand the connection between life force and discomfort get it, there is no need to ask why.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I worry that as we become increasingly affluent and comfortable we will lose the self-knowledge and confidence that comes from routinely placing one\u2019s self in uncomfortable situations.&nbsp; I worry that the shallow stimulus of social media and commercialism will replace the deeper, more aware, knowledge that you are stronger and more capable than you are led to believe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Instead of saying \u201cno I can\u2019t do that,\u201d we should strive to say \u201csure let\u2019s try and see what happens.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The following is an attempt to answer the question of why would I ride my bike 165 miles in steady Seattle rain. \u201cWe don\u2019t live to eat and make money.&nbsp; We eat and make money to be able to enjoy life.&nbsp; That is what life means, and this is what life is for.\u201d &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; -George [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":296,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-286","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-gravel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=286"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":297,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286\/revisions\/297"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/296"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=286"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=286"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/adventurescript.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}