Just when I thought nothing could surprise me, I read a little teaser on my morning news for dummies email about two brothers rowing across the Atlantic, naked.
For the life of me, I can't imagine why anyone would want to row across the Atlantic. It's so wet.
Maybe, I thought, they're just doing it because they can, or maybe because they want some attention. I was curious enough to read beyond the teaser, and, as it turns out, they are raising money for cancer research, spurred on by the untimely death of a friend. Sometimes it's a good thing to do something because you can, and because you want some attention. They certainly got my attention, and I'm sending in a donation.
Like many of the folks I hang out with, I am far too attached to creature comforts (not to mention lazy and out of shape) to spend days on end exerting myself in a never changing seascape. But, I suppose, it's not really about doing what those guys can do, or about getting attention. I'll set my sights lower, try to push my own version of the envelope. For some, it's extreme physical exertion. For others, it's trying to land a tough job that most sane people don't want anyway. (Just sayin'.) For me, on my worst days, it's dragging my ass out of bed, but on a garden variety half decent day, it might just be about staying alert and doing something good in the smallest and most unnoticeable way. I can do that; most of us can.
And, though I admit I have dashed out on an occasional minor emergency mission without a bra, I will try my best not to paddle around naked. The waters, these days, are troubled (and ugly) enough.
As to the two brothers rowing naked? Who cares? It's not as if any of the sea creatures wear clothes, though some do have very large and sharp teeth. But, I would imagine if one of those creatures gets close enough to the family jewels there are (no offense intended to the handsome brothers) bigger fish to fry.
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