Getting over my fear of swimming in deep water… and exposing my thighs in public. All with the help of a few pool noodles.
That time I went solo backpacking. And didn’t die. Despite the Very Serious Hills from Hell.
I camped at Sleeping Bear Dunes, an ACTIVE BEAR AREA. And, yes, the all caps ARE necessary, thankyouverymuch.
I spoke in public and didn’t faint or die or get eaten by zombies. Yay, me!
In which I face my fear of being rejected and making people’s ears bleed. All at the same time.