I was thinking about the things I've been dared to do and that I've done.  It's a funny thing a dare.  Why do we do them?  Are we afraid that someone will think we are afraid or that we don't have the balls to meet the challenge?  I don't know why I've done some of the dares I've done.  It's been a while since I've been dared to do something and as we grow and change I'm not sure what my limits are now.  I do however look back and miss the more adventurous me.  Here are a few of the dares I've completed:

-  Tried almost all types of chows at the zoo including new world and old world monkey chow, kangaroo diet, leaf eater diet, and more.

-  In the early winter in Cleveland after a Browns game my buddy and I went to the park and I was dared to go for a swim in the Rocky River.  So I striped down to my undies and floated on my back in the ice cold water as the snow flakes melted on my face. 

-  Ate a live meal worm.