If it Scares You It Might Be a Good Thing to Try…


Father and son at the start of their ziplining adventure!


Yesterday, as a Father’s Day surprise for both my husband and my children, I planned a day trip to the Pocono Mountains for us to go ziplining.

This fact may sound somewhat interesting, mildly creative, and reasonably thoughtful, until you take into account the following:

1.  I personally have not done an outdoor activity of this nature in about 20 years.  And even then, 20 years ago, when I did participate in activities of this nature, I did it because I was seriously goaded into it, or because it was mandated by my profession in residence life at a college.

2.  In my almost 17 years with my husband, we have established a fairly comfortable routine… he plans surprises for us, I am surprised.

3.  As I have mentioned in way too many posts, I have been, until very recently, quite content with my sedentary lifestyle.  I genuinely look forward to night-time TV watching with my family, and I make no apologies for it.

So when you factor in these points in, the starting sentence of this post becomes quite startling, even to me.  But, as is often said in the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous, once you achieve sobriety, all doors are open to you.  And I feel it, I really do, so what the hell!  Ziplining has always seemed interesting to me, so what reason is there not to try it?

And it was a fantastic day.  The weather was unbelievably perfect for it, the drive to the resort was enjoyable, and not nearly as long as I thought it would be, and it was the first time any of us had ever done this activity before, so it was a cool thing for us to do together as a family.

Besides the excitement of the day, there were some interesting lessons for me in the planning of the day.  I realized the extent to which I rely on my husband to make decisions for our family, and the consequential extent to which I take a back seat.  I never thought of myself in this way, until I made, no lie, at least a dozen phone calls to the two resorts I was considering for the day.  I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to just give up, and ask my husband to cast the deciding vote.  And then I realized… has it really come to this?  Am I incapable of planning and executing a day trip for my family?  So I put on my big girl pants, I pulled the trigger…

And we had a blast.  On the way home, my husband told me how much he appreciated the day, spending it as a family, but he also appreciated the initiative I took, he hasn’t seen that side of me in a long time.


Today’s Miracle:

I feel slightly guilty writing this, and because I feel guilty I will write it in the most diplomatic way possible:  today’s miracle is that I was able to step in and chair the meeting I started, as the person who “signed up” for the June commitment did not show up.  It was an awesome meeting, with 10 attendees, and everyone had something significant to share, it was a fantastic way to start a Monday morning.


Posted on June 17, 2013, in Recovery and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.

  1. Beautiful!!!


  2. Just looked at a utube video of ziplining up the Poconos. Looks like such fun!!!


  3. Congrats on the fun time! Personally, i hate walking out my front door on the weekends, but once i do, i’m always glad i did. Life in the big world is such a trip and there’s always something to learn and grow from!


    • Al, I had to laugh when I read this, about walking out the door on weekends. That’s week nights for me, and if I have a commitment that has me leaving the house after dinner, I have to fight my annoyance! You would think that I am 83, not 43!


  4. I was laughing while I was reading this because I am *exactly* like you and your husband is *exactly* like my wife. I take the backseat in family affairs. She does all the planning and comes up with trip ideas, etc. I just kill spiders and take out the garbage. I could easily be the guy who goes home every night and just drink coffee, read the paper or go online and then go to bed. Mr. Excitement. I am glad that my wife gets me and the boys out. So I get how big this was for you – my wife would pass out if I did something like you did – not the zipling, but the planning of something!

    Glad it went great – wonderful pic!

    I have to admit I was looking forward to your Monday meeting update…and it seemed that it all worked out the way it was supposed to I guess. 🙂

    Love and light,


    • It really shouldn’t amaze me, but it does… how alike we all are. I got up this morning and read your comment and Marius’s, and I just smiled… one more similarity!

      Yeah, I’m embarrassed to say, but, she was a no-show, and it was the first meeting in weeks where I had double digits in attendance, and I was so relieved. Believe me when I say, I genuinely hope I see her again… as an attendee. But there’s still one more week in June, so who knows?

      Also, my husband advised that people might be getting sick of the updates on this woman (everyone’s a critic), so I was in a quandary about whether or not to follow-up, so thank you for telling me you were curious!


  5. Great story. Makes me want to put on my big girl pants and pull a trigger or two. Yeah, this hit home with me. Lori makes all the travel decisions, or her brother. I’ve thought about it, wondered if not participating in any of the decision process was weird. I guess it is. I suspect it’s another form of fear I have to hunt down and kill. Or surrender. Next trip I’m going to try to pitch in more. Very timely, this reminder, as we’re leaving for Portland and Seattle next month. Thanks for the cosmic jostle. See how do? Bam!


  6. Marius, you absolutely crack me up! I am happy to have provided the gentle nudge, and, if your wife is like my husband, she will appreciate the effort.

    I want to tell you, while I am responding, how much I enjoy your blog, and there are certain things I have read from you that I carry with me every day. So it is an honor to hear from you over here on mine!


  7. Awesome! Sounds like a blast!


  8. Miracles, I too was wondering about the Monday “chair” … apparently I lead a less than exciting life. (My goodness) Either way …this is a refreshing post. I love that you touched upon the dynamics of marriage–post recovery. I think it’s great that you made that happen for your husband (family). Yeah for the big girl pants!


    • I mentioned this in a reply to Paul, but my husband actually said people might be getting sick of me posting about this woman, glad to hear there are some differing viewpoints! Yeah, she was a no-show, and I was thrilled to be back in the chair. Of course, next week is still June, so who knows?

      Hope the dietary changes are starting to bring some positive results!


      • 🙂 … They are. Thanks for asking. I was thinking everyone was bored with my diet, so didn’t want to linger another week there. (Funny the similarities) oxo


  9. Great picture and story! What an awesome gift to your family. Also glad to hear how the Monday meeting turned out. Happy news on all counts!


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