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Just Do It!

If you're regular reader of EFTDOAD, you know that I attended the Democratic National Convention in Denver. While I didn't have an official reason to be there, I thought it was important to be a part of such a historical moment. Fortunately, I went with three of the most well-connected ladies I know, and we were able to finagle our way into Barack Obama's acceptance speech. Call me crazy, but I never once thought I would go there and NOT get into the speech. I also never thought that it was far-fetched for me to go. I recently found out that I may have been the only one.

When I returned to my wonderful teaching job, I was recounting my experiences to my boss. As we talked about it, another co-worker walked in on us. I resumed my story, and the co-worker said, "You when to the DNC? How did you get to go?" I gave him that "are you kidding me?" look and said, "Uh, I bought a ticket and I went." His next question was, "Did you get into the speech?" I gave him another "duh" look before replying, "Yeah." He was like, "Wow."

I'm used to people wondering how I do the things I do, but I never expected to have that particular conversation. I mean, it's a nationally televised event that wasn't far from my home. Why shouldn't I go? It had already been advertised that ordinary citizens would be allowed to witness Barack accepting the nomination. Since I fit the description, why wouldn't I go?

Upon further reflection, I realized that most of us talk ourselves out of doing the things we want and need to do because of some unknown fear. Whether it's starting an exercise routine, taking a trip, or speaking to an interesting looking stranger, we look at the obstacles and "what ifs" and decide that the risk is too great. It's not like we have a valid reason to be insecure, it's just what we think could happen. We imagine the worst scenarios and allow them to influence our actions.

For today, let's just say no. No matter what it looks like in your mind, no matter what anyone says, just step out on faith and follow your heart. Remember, even the Bible says in 2 Corinthians 5:7 that we walk by faith and not by sight. And if someone tries to reign you in with their negativity , just hand it back and say, "No, thanks."

After all, you wouldn't want to miss out on the highlights of your life because of fear, right? In the immortal words of the good folks at Nike, just do it!

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