No Regrets

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." ~ attributed to Mark Twain

Yes. Yes, yes.

I don't regret spending all my money, whenever I have it, on plane tickets to other countries so I can explore other cultures.

I don't regret wearing some of the most outrageous outfits I can put together, outfits that my mother would say, "Um, you're not going to go out in that, are you?"

I mean, teeny pajama dresses and platform sneakers, see-through tops, mini-skirts showing you my underwear, sparkles everywhere, hell-o late 90s Tunnel, Twilo.

And still today...

I don't regret eating all that carrot cake in college, despite my coach's attempts for us to all have eating disorders.

I don't regret dying my hair pink, any of the many times I did (and I'll continue to).

I don't regret any of my races. Even that horrid frostbite race was fun - Rick gave great schwag, got to tease and laugh with him, met two superrad ultrarunners from PA.

I don't regret quitting a job that paid me so well that if I were there today, I'd be getting paid double what I make now.

I do something that makes a difference, something important, something interesting.

I don't regret dancing until the sun is high in the sky and the glitter crusted around my eyes.

I don't regret spending all my money on things I love.

I don't regret buying those grey boots. I don't regret buying those silver and purple and pink print shoes, or the polka dot ones, or the cheetah ones. I won't regret shoes.

And I don't regret the purses I've bought.

And I don't regret the random conversations I've had with people who teach me about myself and the world.

And I don't regret admit I don't know what's next, I'm still figuring it out, but at least, I'm having fun while I do it.