She had vowed she would never climb aboard a roller coaster. But then she met Bruce.
A colleague has a sign on her door that reads, "Do something that scares you every day." It's not a philosophy that I have ever embraced, or that I see myself embracing any time soon. My comfort zone has always seemed a fine place to be, and I have been content there ... until I met Bruce.
Let me explain. In keeping with my comfort-zone approach to life, I was seated on the "coward's wall" outside the Rock 'n' Roller Coaster at Disney's Hollywood Studios. My family tried to get me to ride, but gave up and went on the roller coaster while I waited outside for them.
I chatted with a woman seated next to me, who told me her husband loved this ride, but she didn't. Turning upside down didn't agree with her, she explained. And she didn't like her head being jerked as the roller coaster went from 0 to 60 m.p.h. in just a few seconds. I sympathized with her and commended her on at least having tried it, something I would not be caught doing – ever. "I know my limits," I said.
Then her husband, Bruce, appeared at the ride's exit, a smile of delight on his face. "That was great," he commented to no one in particular.
I replied, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
"You've never ridden it?" he asked.
"No," I responded, "I don't do roller coasters, particularly ones that turn upside down. Nor do I ever plan to," I added, wanting to make sure he understood my position on roller coasters.
"You've got to try it at least once," he cajoled. "The secret to successful riding is simply to keep your head firm when it starts."
"I don't go upside down," I retorted.
"No problem," he said. "It's so fast, you don't even know it's happening."