I have always been a DARING person who likes an occasional adrenaline rush. I don't do danger but I like to push the envelope just a tad. This has always been a part of my personality and being 45 with ALS has not taken that away. I think my ALS has made me more daring.
Growing up I camped in the wild where there were no bathrooms or running water. I learned to snow ski on moguls that were as high as my waist. Water skied on one ski and learned to make huge fan turns. Fished while standing in a swift moving river, 7mos pregnant. Loved the biggest and scariest rides at the numerous amusement parks I attended. Learned to surf in Hawaii on my high school graduation trip and worked at a gun range where I shot 12 gauge shotguns.
Once I was diagnosed I still camped but now I use a tent potty and an off the ground air mattress. I use my walker in rough terrain to get down an enbankment for the best fishing spots. Dave and I went river rafting on our third date (mild river but no guide). I swam and learned to snorkel in the ocean on my honeymoon in Kauai using a blow up raft. Took a helicopter ride all over the island on my first trip to Kauai. I rode a wave runner in the ocean in Mexico. I won a gold medal in disabled sailing even though the boat flipped in a practice round. I took a bi-plane ride over my house and we did a dive into the canyon in my backyard (my stomach stayed in my throat for a week). Not to mention I still love the rides at amusement parks. I want to try snowmobiles, disabled snow skiing and disabled horse back riding once I move towards Tahoe.
I'd call that pretty daring aside from being a parent and wife. ;)