As Abbey expresses her reluctance to make a death defying walk across a fallen tree spanning a crevasse of unknown (unknowable?) depths, her mettle is tested… And Mark is, in a way, daring her to do so… to what end? Is this the same as people climbing Everest- because it’s there? Run 100 mile races- because they can? I’ve noticed among the many bromides that crawl their way into my Facebook feed, “Do something every day that scares you…” The point of which, I suppose, is to not allow yourself to fall into a rut.
But when does a comfortable routine become a rut? When does a person get so comfortable in that rut that they start to decorate and re-decorate that rut, convincing themselves that it’s all good?
So go on, Abbey, live! Even at the behest of Mark Trail! I’m guessing it will give your pulse a race and stop and start your heart a few times… but you will learn that chances not taken are opportunities missed!