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		<title>By: EllenToo</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5913</link>
		<dc:creator>EllenToo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 22:17:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am not really a risk taker.  Sky diving ~for instance~ would be the one of the very last thing I would want to do.  I am not a very brave person when it comes to risking my life. :-(</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am not really a risk taker.  Sky diving ~for instance~ would be the one of the very last thing I would want to do.  I am not a very brave person when it comes to risking my life. <img src='http://blazeauthors.com/blog/wp-content/plugins/smilies-themer/Julianus/20x20-too_sad.png' alt=':-(' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Elle Kennedy</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5912</link>
		<dc:creator>Elle Kennedy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 19:02:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;the feel of the wind in your hair and the feel of your pounding heart as you take a curve and lean down low. It is a feeling of euphoria and pure joy.&quot;

That&#039;s a great description.  Maybe I should make my heroine a motorcycle junkie instead of a skydiver!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;the feel of the wind in your hair and the feel of your pounding heart as you take a curve and lean down low. It is a feeling of euphoria and pure joy.&#8221;</p>
<p>That&#8217;s a great description.  Maybe I should make my heroine a motorcycle junkie instead of a skydiver!</p>
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		<title>By: Elle Kennedy</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5911</link>
		<dc:creator>Elle Kennedy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 19:01:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Venus, that is an awesome answer.  Thanks for revealing some of the motivations and the risk-takers you know. I guess there are a lot more reasons for taking risks than I thought.  I&#039;m thinking of going with the &quot;life&#039;s too short&quot; angle for my heroine...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Venus, that is an awesome answer.  Thanks for revealing some of the motivations and the risk-takers you know. I guess there are a lot more reasons for taking risks than I thought.  I&#8217;m thinking of going with the &#8220;life&#8217;s too short&#8221; angle for my heroine&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Patsy Roberts</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5907</link>
		<dc:creator>Patsy Roberts</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:26:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>(Y) ;-)  As a teenager I loved to ride horses and dirt bikes. I was raised on the back of a motorcycle. My parents are avid riders even tho now they are in their 60&#039;s. My dad taught us safety first and the thrill will come later. The first time I rode a mini bike I was in 4th grade and graduated up to a Honda 125 then on to a 175 I think is what it was. I cant explain it all that well other than the feel of the wind in your hair and the feel of your pounding heart as you take a curve and lean down low. It is a feeling of euphoria and pure joy. :-P (Y) (Y) (Y)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>(Y) <img src='http://blazeauthors.com/blog/wp-content/plugins/smilies-themer/Julianus/20x20-feel_good.png' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  As a teenager I loved to ride horses and dirt bikes. I was raised on the back of a motorcycle. My parents are avid riders even tho now they are in their 60&#8242;s. My dad taught us safety first and the thrill will come later. The first time I rode a mini bike I was in 4th grade and graduated up to a Honda 125 then on to a 175 I think is what it was. I cant explain it all that well other than the feel of the wind in your hair and the feel of your pounding heart as you take a curve and lean down low. It is a feeling of euphoria and pure joy. :-P (Y) (Y) (Y)</p>
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		<title>By: Heather MacAllister</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5906</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather MacAllister</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 20:22:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dangerous?  How about going through drivers&#039; ed with teenaged boys and letting them get in driving time on the freeway? :-O</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dangerous?  How about going through drivers&#8217; ed with teenaged boys and letting them get in driving time on the freeway? :-O</p>
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		<title>By: Venus Vaughn</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/17/risk-takers/#comment-5905</link>
		<dc:creator>Venus Vaughn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:19:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m not a risk taker either.  Couch surfing is fun enough for me.  But motivations for risk-taking are something I think I understand.
 
People do it because they can.  By that I mean, it&#039;s a stretch to see if their body or mind will allow them to move in that way, and so they keep pushing, waiting to see what they can&#039;t do.
 
People risk-take because life is too short, and they want to experience it all.  They watched someone close to them die.  They almost died themselves.  They have an insatiable need to see what&#039;s around the next corner.  They want to gulp life in in great heaping mouthfuls.
 
People risk-take because they know they&#039;re going to die.  They have the breast cancer gene.  Parkinson&#039;s runs in the family.  Every relative they ever had on their mother&#039;s side got a brain tumor.  They&#039;re trying to beat death to the punch.
 
People take risks because they love the adrenaline and can&#039;t feel alive without it.   Or (and I think this is the most common), they&#039;re young and stupid and have no idea of the consequences of throwing themselves at the mercy of the elements because somewhere deep in their brain they KNOW they&#039;re immortal.
 
Of the risk-takers I&#039;ve known... 
One did die young.  28.  In his sleep.  I think sometimes the DNA just knows it&#039;s only got a finite amount of time here.
One does it to escape the pain of her past.  After all, what else can the world do to her that hurt anything near as much as what her uncle did?
One is bored with life, looking for her niche.  She&#039;s never met a challenge she couldn&#039;t conquer, so keep bringing on the challenges.  She came from a life of privilege, so she needs to invent her hardships.
And one is truly just young and stupid.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m not a risk taker either.  Couch surfing is fun enough for me.  But motivations for risk-taking are something I think I understand.</p>
<p>People do it because they can.  By that I mean, it&#8217;s a stretch to see if their body or mind will allow them to move in that way, and so they keep pushing, waiting to see what they can&#8217;t do.</p>
<p>People risk-take because life is too short, and they want to experience it all.  They watched someone close to them die.  They almost died themselves.  They have an insatiable need to see what&#8217;s around the next corner.  They want to gulp life in in great heaping mouthfuls.</p>
<p>People risk-take because they know they&#8217;re going to die.  They have the breast cancer gene.  Parkinson&#8217;s runs in the family.  Every relative they ever had on their mother&#8217;s side got a brain tumor.  They&#8217;re trying to beat death to the punch.</p>
<p>People take risks because they love the adrenaline and can&#8217;t feel alive without it.   Or (and I think this is the most common), they&#8217;re young and stupid and have no idea of the consequences of throwing themselves at the mercy of the elements because somewhere deep in their brain they KNOW they&#8217;re immortal.</p>
<p>Of the risk-takers I&#8217;ve known&#8230;<br />
One did die young.  28.  In his sleep.  I think sometimes the DNA just knows it&#8217;s only got a finite amount of time here.<br />
One does it to escape the pain of her past.  After all, what else can the world do to her that hurt anything near as much as what her uncle did?<br />
One is bored with life, looking for her niche.  She&#8217;s never met a challenge she couldn&#8217;t conquer, so keep bringing on the challenges.  She came from a life of privilege, so she needs to invent her hardships.<br />
And one is truly just young and stupid.</p>
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