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Risks. As risky as it may be for you to look at another guy wearing speedos, or perhaps wearing them for yourself, risk in whatever regards applied, is in fact a daring and at times a daunting word when put into action.
If you get my private emails, don't worry if you don't, you'll be able to sign up and get them at the end of this...( until then hold on to your speedos and keep reading.).. I've been talking a lot about risks.
Risks are an essential element to leaving a quality life. A stagnant, overly comfortable life doesn't necessarily equate to living, it's more like existing. Risks keep you alert and vigilant. Risks keep your heart pumping. Risks remind you that you're a man and no longer a boy. Risks, well quite frankly my dear, turns women on.
All to say, risks are important to living a healthy lifestyle as a man. It's attraction in a bottle and it's the adventure your soul craves.
But what about those risks that don't pay off?
You know, the risks you take that don't result in rewards?
I call them pains in the asses, but nonetheless,
I'm going to talk about them and why you don't want to take them for granted.
I was a newly single woman and was ready to go out and explore just how exciting dating could be in a brand new city, where I knew enough people to count on one hand. I started landing dates through the ever so old school MySpace and it was my magic to my new life as a single woman in a new city.
That is until the magic came with fireworks. One of my first dates landed me into potential relationship zone. Not a zone I was ready to enter freshly coming out of a marriage. But I was living my entire life out of risk, so it made sense to go for it. Why not? What's the worst that could happen?
We went on several dates and had lots of fun. I started getting introduced to his friends and was being shown the highlights and fun "it" places to be in my new city. I was flying high and thanked myself every moment for allowing myself to get a second chance at life.
That is until I realized I slowly found a spark that was beginning to light inside of me. I started getting feelings. Taking risks at this point was tremendous fun, but somewhere inside of me I knew that this risk would come with no reward. At least for this particular new, fresh, potential of a relationship.
I started to feel scared because feelings weren't on my agenda. Fun was. I had two options, run like hell or face them head on. I went with the latter and faced up to the new tune being played.
Unfortunately or fortunately, I opened up and shared with the gentleman I was with about how I felt afraid and asked him if he felt the same. He did not. And I'm pretty convinced that he thought I was crazy for even voicing I felt scared. (Sometimes people will think you're crazy when you open up.... Oh well.)
As you can imagine, my new budding romance fizzled out very shortly and went nowhere.
I was so annoyed with myself. "Why did I open up again?" Seriously this situation had "NO FUTURE" written all over it. I had taken a risk that gave me no reward.
Or did it?
As I look back on this time, I realized there were lots of rewards to be had, I however wasn't ready to see them back then.
I realized this person was the person that opened the doors for me to meet some lifelong friends, have outlets for me to party my face off (which I had a blast doing) and helped me to see that I was a beautiful woman that could be swept off her feet at any given moment. (I didn't know that at the time, I felt quite terrible about myself as I was so young and so divorced.)
This risk showed me that I was now in control of my life and that this would be the first of many risks. And that's how I would continue on living my life. Risk after risk after risk.
I think my ability to take risks makes me more attractive, mysterious and it creates a very rich life for me.
However there are those periods where while I'm in the midst of taking risks, that rewards seem to be far from me. In those moments, I get discouraged, frustrated, question what's wrong with me and I start comparing myself to other people who are getting the rewards to their risks.
Not a winning combination I might add.
It's in those times that I have to remind myself of the risks I've taken in my past that have always given me rewards. Not always in the time frame I had expected or in the ways I expected. But rewards, those risks have always given me.
What will you do? Take the risk.
Talk to the person you're into. Ask her out. Take the leap of faith in your career. Ask for the raise. Start the new business. Sign up for coaching with me (hey I had to offer it!).
Point is, if you're gut is kicking you upside down and backwards, it's telling you to take the risk. Do it.
Those risks will build the confidence you need to create the love you desire, the life you imagine and will make you feel incredibly proud of the person you've become.
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Risks Builds Confidence