“You have such a nice life Lianne, travelling, parties, fitness - why are you going to do something that could so easily take all that away from you?” Good question dad and well asked.
In fact, this very question actually spooked me quite a lot and almost made me reconsider taking part in the Mongol Derby. You see, this is the warning sign that The Adventurists - the organisation behind these crazy challenges - issue very clearly (albeit at the end) for those considering taking part in any:
These are genuinely dangerous things to do. The website is written in a light-hearted fashion but you cannot overestimate the risks involved in taking part in this adventure.
Your chances of being seriously injured or dying as a result of taking part are high. Individuals who have taken part in past Adventurists' adventures have been permanently disfigured, seriously disabled and even lost their life.
This is not a glorified holiday, it's an unsupported adventure and so by its very nature extremely risky. You really are on your own and you really are putting both your health and life at risk. This is what makes them adventures.
Note, I did read this but much like the approach I have to many other aspects of life, I tend to ignore the warning signs!
Anyway, back to the discussion with my dad. Once it had ended and he had expressed quite clearly his disdain for this challenge I spent a good while, for me at least, mulling over his points. For the first time since considering the Mongol Derby challenge, I fully contemplated the consequence of a life changing injury.
Last year’s derby saw just 27 of the 44 riders finish, and at 61% that was the highest completion rate since the race began 10 years ago. Each year, broken collarbones, ribs and wrists are a given, as is severe cases of hypothermia and food poisoning - but to me, the broken back incident is the one that really played on my mind. Who knew, the thought of being paralysed is really terrifying. Being chased by wild dogs and amputations also didn’t fill me with joy, but at least I noted and was sure to stress to my parents, there haven’t been any deaths; to which my mum replied “there’s always a first.” Let’s hope not ey!
Fast forward a few restless nights and my decision had been made. I’m not really the cautious kind of person, so when I replayed and replayed to myself dad’s original question, I concluded quite simply: I do questionable shit all the time and I like it that way. Seldom are my ideas met with “oh yes Lianne, great, definitely do it.” If I were to worry about causing myself serious harm, I would have to overhaul my entire life and become someone who I’m just not. And this isn’t because I’m reckless - my mum was so pissed at me when I told her about this race, she claimed I don’t value my life. It’s quite the opposite mum, it really is. I value my life so much that I love to feel alive every second I can. I love to push my boundaries and surprise myself. I don’t want to waste a second and I try my utmost to not be restricted by fear. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not entirely impetuous. I’ve certainly considered all the risks of this race and how to mitigate them and I’ve researched it a lot - for me!
However, In the end, it comes down to this - the wise old words of Gandalf (shout out to my little sister) “...All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you.” For me, that is to have as many adventures as my heart desires, my wallet allows and my body can handle!
Disclaimer: My family loves a good quote, you’ll probably find I use one in every blog post.
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