|Canoe sprinting. Image from here|
Walking from the edge of the Antarctica to the South pole and back a la Cas and Jonesy is high on the list. Assisted or not assisted, I don't need to deal with blizzards, freezing temperatures and endless white. Snow of any persuasion is not my idea of fun. Kudos to the boys who did it. I won't be challenging their record. Ever.
Their other adventure 'across the ditch', from Australia to New Zealand, isn't rating with me either. Although I love to paddle, the "sleeping" in a tiny boat, a victim of the ocean storms and navigating my way with no landmarks to assist, makes this an absolute never, ever for me.
Then there is cave diving. I would scuba dive, but I am not turned on by the thought of diving into a confined space that is dark and unknown. Call it claustrophobia, but tight spaces are not a selling point for me, especially when I need to suck on a pipe to breath. No sirree. Not for me.
The last thing recently added to this list is canoe sprinting. I just watched it on the Olympics and it looks unbearably uncomfortable. Hunched over a short oar, while kneeling in a narrow vessel spells trouble to me. Good luck to those who like the sport. I won't be joining the fraternity.
So tell me, what would make your list of things you can totally live without trying?