Truth be told, I’ve never been much of a thrill seeker. I’ve never been sky diving. Not bungee jumping, either. About the most thrilling things I’ve done have been whitewater rafting on the New River in West Virginia, downhill skiing on a black diamond slope at Killington in Vermont, and driving in road rallies with my best friend from college.
And I wasn’t particularly good at any of those activities, more often experiencing the agony of defeat rather than the thrill of victory. I almost drowned in the New River. I cracked two ribs at Killington. And the best I ever managed at a road rally was 12th place. Out of 18 cars participating.
All that said. I’ve had a fun and enjoyable life, albeit not what most people would call a thrilling life. I’m just an ordinary guy who has lived a rather unremarkable life. But I’m happy. I’m content.
And in honor of Jim Adams’ Thursday Inspiration prompt, which asks us to respond to this prompt using the word “thrill,” or going with the above thrilling photo, I’m going to end this post with the great song from blues artist B.B. King titled, “The Thrill is Gone.”