It's good to step outside your comfort zone every once in a while. It's maybe not so clever to leap naked from a speeding comfort zone, yelling 'geronimo!' and brandishing the Antarctic flag. But hey. It would be fair to say that last weekend, I ventured a very, very, long way from my comfort zone. (Just for the record, my comfort zone is located in front of the fire, post-run, with friends, wine, books, and knitting/crochet. ) My comfort zone is definitely not to be found in a television Continue Reading