What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?

I don’t know if I could pick just one thing.

I’m terrified to “swim with sharks”. You know those cages you can be put into to have sharks swimming around you…Nope! Nope, nope, nope! But I have no idea what it would take to get me to do it. Because I have the fear that if I was ever tricked into one of those, I would pass out from fear and my leg would slowly fall through one of the openings, and a shark would bite my leg off. So if as long as my leg or limbs could not be on the outside, and it was magically a huge cage with a small cage in the center. Maybe $1 billion dollars. Already taxed. So that my fear is worth while.

I’m terrified of snakes. All snakes. Obviously the poisonous ones are worst. I have no idea how old I was eight, nine, ten…something like that. I was at a cousins birthday party and they thought it would be fun to hire one of those people who brings different animals, and puts them on someone in the crowd. Again I didn’t know I was scared of snakes at this age. But I was randomly picked as the person. So he started off with a centipede, non poisonous, and placed it on my wrist. That was okay. He pulled out a giant non poisonous spider and placed it on my head. That was fine. (Not anymore, Nope!!). Then he pulled out a snake to drape on my shoulders. Yeah that didn’t happen. I was done. I don’t remember what I said to him, but he took everything off of me; I wonder if I threatened him…haha! But after that moment I’ve been terrified of snakes. My most recent snake moment was my daughter went to turn off the hose and she screamed. I came running and found a baby rattlesnake just under the faucet. I checked with my neighbor who knows snakes and she told me the type. I then proceeded to have a panic attack. Thank God He was looking out for my daughter in that moment; because I don’t know what I would have done. So I don’t know if there is any amount of money that would get me to hold a snake, non poisonous. Maybe another $1 billion dollars, already taxed.

Next. A Ferris wheel. I’m terrified of heights. I remember when I was maybe fourteen. Which would make my brother ten. He wanted to go on the Ferris wheel at the fair, but he couldn’t go alone. So I went with him; since my mom was like, Nope! I didn’t know I was afraid of heights. Oh believe me I found out quickly. My poor brother did not get to enjoy that ride at all. The booth would swing with movement. So there was me yelping my head off at any tilt, or if I caught a glimpse outside the window; and my brother who wanted to look outside and enjoy himself, but couldn’t. So this one is difficult, I could maybe go on one, if my husband took charge of the kids, and I could sit in a corner with my eyes clamped shut and holding onto something so much that my hands turn white. But if not…maybe $10,000 dollars already taxed.

Speaking in public. Public speaking is impossible. I’m terrible at it. Like truly terrible. So much so that I’m questioning whether to get back into coaching, because I’m so bad. But it also terrifies me. I don’t like people staring at me. And to publicly speak you have people purposefully staring at you. Nope! Will I do it again, I don’t know. And I don’t what would have to happen to get me to try again.

I’m scared of things that won’t happen and I’m scared of things that might happen. But money is the only thing that would motivate the insanity to do something so stupid. So that my family would get money incase something happened. But see I would rather be alive than have money. So it will never happen.