Today I took a risk.
I joined a group that is all about encouraging people to take risks. Punch fear in the face. Get out of the boat. That kind of thing.
Now, truth be told, I like to talk about taking risks. Read about it. Think about it.
But the "taking them" part? Yeah, I don't really like that so very much.
They're so... risky.
And what if I take the wrong risk? A stupid risk? A risk that results in loss? Or worse yet, no change whatsoever. That could be pretty painful.
But what if I keep doing what I've been doing (which is, not so very much)?
That could be the dumbest risk yet.