What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?

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Like the title asks...

What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?
 
Learn to fly aerobatics. I should add that it's not a fear of failure that's keeping me from learning to fly; it's the three spawn in college simultaneously thing.
 
the ice-block technique. I've read about it but was always afraid to try it
 
Interestingly, this question has me stumped.

I mean, I can think of things like "find a cure for cancer" but I don't think that's quite what you mean.

I think I know the sort of thing you mean, and I can't think of anything!

I can't think of anything that I want to do but don't do through fear of failure.
 
If I knew I couldn't fail... nothing.

There would be no challenge in it if I couldn't fail.
 
This.

I'm an equestrian, and although I don't ride Western, I wish I had this kind of balance... And more importantly, that kind of connection with a horse. Love riding bareback, and I love cantering. Now if I could combine them without failing (or falling), that'd be nirvana.

Oh yeah. And college. :rolleyes:
 
Being President of the United States. Bring things back under control for the working families. Fire all the career politicians that plague this country.
 
Quit my job and be a book artist. :) Change that to a book & fiber artist.

... of course that would require money... space... hands that actually work without pain... clients... LOL

If I wasn't doing that, I'd open my own vintage lingerie shop, also offering bespoke/couture items [reproduction vintage] from corsetry to full sweep peignoir sets - for men and women. I'd keep a decent wine cellar and chocolate stash on hand, too. One stop shopping!

...of course that would require money... space... moving to a city supportive of such a concept... clients... LOL
 
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I would make a sandwich from bread, eggs, bacon and relish.
 
I'd be a full-time fit model making 6 figures a year, and publish comics in my spare time. For me, the only challenge in doing comics isn't about whether or not I'll "fail"... it's about getting the story out. And I'd like to be in a place where I could do that without worrying about bills getting paid.
 
I would earn the necessary degrees and PhDs and become an architectural historian and journalist.... get to travel the world researching the old and the new, writing about it.... if the bills didn't have to paid, if I knew I couldn't fail, I would do that...
 
I would travel to a warmer part of the country or maybe even to a different country and get a job and make a living and enjoy doing something DIFFERENT with my life.

I would also probably date more... I don't do well with the thought of investing emotional energy just to see it crumble :/
 
Karaoke.

And maybe the lottery, since that would be a quick way to get to go back to school.
 
I think I would write a book. And I think that for me, failure wouldn't necessarily mean that it took off and everyone loved it...but that I finished it, it made sense and wasn't a complete pile of crap.

I like this exercise..one thing I have been working on is thinking about things I want to do...and not immediately dismissing them due to practical reasons. Just letting my mind dwell on my accomplishing the goal for a bit.
 
I think I would write a book. And I think that for me, failure wouldn't necessarily mean that it took off and everyone loved it...but that I finished it, it made sense and wasn't a complete pile of crap.

I like this exercise..one thing I have been working on is thinking about things I want to do...and not immediately dismissing them due to practical reasons. Just letting my mind dwell on my accomplishing the goal for a bit.

Darn, when I saw that you'd posted here I was hoping to see that you wanted to raise the next Foghorn Leghorn. And get him elected to the Senate in the Chicken Feed Party.
 
cockblocking. I'd spend an entire night doing nothing but cockblocking assholes in a bar.
 
Re-defining - at least for my purposes - the concept of "could not fail" to mean I would be able to continue to maintain my current standard of living, etc., and do whatever I would like to do:

I have a book I'd like to write, very dark, with the protagonist being, to some degree at least, an anti-hero. No happy ending. Perhaps (I'm not sure, because I haven't gotten that far in my mental plotting) no real ending at all, just a "fade away into the sunset" deal.

It would be difficult for me, not so much the writing itself from a technical standpoint, but from a discipline standpoint: trying to produce or at least work on production for a specified period of time each day at least five days a week. The reason that would be difficult for me is that I don't work on a steady basis now, to make what I laughingly call a living.

There are days that I just can't force myself to sit down, listen to the crap that comes out of the speakers (or headphones) and type it. I'm just "not in the mood" to work. Part of that is, I think, tiredness. I've been working pretty much every week of my life since I was 11 years old. That's 50 years next month. I'm tired of working, and unless I could convince myself that sitting down to produce deathless prose for my novel would be fun rather than "work," I'm afraid I wouldn't manage it. My short attention span doesn't help, either. Adult ADHD is kind of a pain in the ass, you know?
 
Learn to fly aerobatics. I should add that it's not a fear of failure that's keeping me from learning to fly; it's the three spawn in college simultaneously thing.
Why do I keep reading this as "Learn to fly aerobics," and getting a mental picture of MWY in a leotard, sweating his ass off in mid-air with a dozen charming darlings orbiting him, offering choice bits of their anatomies for his pleasure?
 
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This.

I'm an equestrian, and although I don't ride Western, I wish I had this kind of balance... And more importantly, that kind of connection with a horse. Love riding bareback, and I love cantering. Now if I could combine them without failing (or falling), that'd be nirvana.

Oh yeah. And college. :rolleyes:

I knew before even clicking the link you had to be talking about Stacy Westfall and this performance in particular. She is truly amazing. :)
 
Why do I keep reading this as "Learn to fly aerobics," and getting a mental picture of MWY in a leotard, sweating his ass off in mid-air with a dozen charming darlings orbiting him, offering choice bits of their anatomies for his pleasure?

Because you're a perv?
 
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