I'm a normal, run of the mill home body that goes out all the time having adventures. It doesn't make sense to me, either.
Fiction gets my heart rate up. I love science fiction, fantasy, and various forms of make-believe. Deadpool and Ian Malcolm are my fictitious soul-mates, I'm one Lovecraft reference away from needing to join tentacles-addicts-anonymous, and pretty much any argument can be resolved with a Bruce Campbell quote.
On average I spend more time traveling than I do stationary and spend more time camping than in a house. Hiking is one of my absolute favorite activities. This year I went rock climbing for the first time in San Fran, where I learned I falling more than climbing. Static ropes were awesome! I want to go repelling now. This was only a little while before I went mountain climbing in Death Valley where I learned that I am unequivocally *not* a mountain goat. It takes a really long time to get anywhere if you have to keep the majority of your body pressed flat against rock because you're too terrified to do anything else.
Let's go sky diving.