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Chasing the Edges of Life

  • Jordan Goodine
  • Sep 6, 2025
  • 3 min read

I’m 23 years old, and the truth is—I don’t have life figured out yet. But maybe that’s the point. Maybe the story of becoming isn’t about having every step mapped out, but about saying yes to the things that shape you, daring to explore the unknown, and refusing to settle when there’s more calling your name.


So far, I’ve lived a life many would consider full already. I was blessed to play two collegiate sports, straddling the lines of football and baseball when most people struggle to handle just one. I’ve lived the fast life as a NASCAR Pit Crew athlete in the Cup Series, even winning one of the most historic races in NASCAR history. I’ve worked in Major League Baseball as a strength coach with the Arizona Diamondbacks. I’ve poured into kids as a mentor and coach with a youth Christian organization. I’ve dabbled as a barista just because I loved the craft of coffee and the rhythm of serving people. And at one point, I even made more money than I knew what to do with—money that most people my age would dream of.


And yet, here I am, still restless. Still wanting more.


There’s always been one thing lingering over my head since I was a kid—the military. I don’t know if or when I’ll do it, but the thought of it never leaves. Something about the challenge, the discipline, the intensity, and the promise of traveling the world pulls me in like nothing else. And the specific job I want? I’ll keep that to myself. But the fact that I want it—and that it no longer scares me, but excites me—tells me something powerful: I’m finally becoming the person I was meant to be.





The Spark



Last night, I watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty with Ben Stiller, and it poured gasoline on this fire already burning in me. Walter’s leap into the unknown, his decision to stop hiding behind safety and routine, mirrored the whisper in my own chest: go do epic things. And for the first time, I knew I wasn’t just hearing it—I was ready to follow it.


I want to skateboard down winding roads in the mountains. I want to jump out of airplanes and feel the ground rush up toward me. I want to swim in oceans I’ve never seen, fly to countries without a plan, sip coffee in hidden cafes, stumble into bars where the music drowns out language barriers, and simply enjoy my life in full color.





Balance, Not Extremes



For too long, I thought fun was the enemy of growth. I believed the only way to prove my seriousness was to train in the shadows, deny myself joy, and stay locked in discipline. And yes, discipline is essential. It builds the foundation. But life isn’t meant to be lived on just one side of the spectrum.


You need the grind and the glow. The sweat and the laughter. You need nights of solitude and mornings of madness with friends. You need to train until your body trembles, and you need to dance until your legs give out. Because discipline without joy is empty—and joy without discipline is fleeting. True living happens when both collide.





The Brutal Truth That Sets You Free



Here’s the reality: we all die. That sentence isn’t depressing—it’s the most freeing thing I’ve ever embraced. If death is guaranteed, then fear is useless. If the finish line is the same for everyone, the only difference is the story you choose to write before you get there.


So why be afraid? Why hold back? Why live small when you have the chance to taste it all?





A Story Worth Telling



At the end of it all, nobody will remember the times I played it safe. They’ll remember the leaps. The risks. The times I went all in. That’s what I want my life to stand for: the refusal to settle, the audacity to chase the edges of life, the courage to live a story worth telling.


This is me—slowly taking the steps. Preparing to bet everything on myself. To do the thing. The big thing. The thing that scares most people but no longer scares me.


It’s time to let go. Time to worry less. Time to laugh, cry, love, fight, train, explore, eat, drink, and live so boldly that when my story ends, it won’t feel unfinished.


Because in the end, we all simply… die.

And while I’m alive, I choose to live.

 
 
 

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