Something new, something scary, something crazy!!!
Have you ever on a whim decided you wanted to try something new, maybe scary, probably crazy? I did. Last fall I decided for my 40th birthday (which was at the end of Dec.) I wanted to go sky diving. Now, I hadn't grown up all my life with a huge desire to jump out of a plane. Don't get me wrong, I love to fly, I love roller coasters, I just hadn't contemplated jumping out of a plane. That was until last year, when I was sitting watching a program on extreme roller coasters. Out of the blue I heard myself telling my husband, "I wish we had an extreme roller coaster closer to us here in California. Maybe I should sky dive instead." That was it, the beginning of my desire to sky dive. I had spoken the words out loud, the thought kept flipping around in my head and I knew I couldn't back out now. This was something I had to do. I asked all of my closest friends and my neighbors if any of them would like to experience the thrill of falling with me, a resounding NO came from all of them. I was okay with that, I couldn't expect them to all be as crazy as I was becoming. They wished me well and went on their merry way. All except for one dear friend, Jean. I remembered she loved the thrill of sky diving, scuba diving, sailing, and riding motor cycles. How in the world could I have forgotten to ask her? I had barely finished my question when she happily yelled out, "Yes, I will sky dive with you". You see we are sister souls, born on the same day just 19 years apart. So, we jumped Sat. celebrating a late 40th for me and early 60th birthday for her. We had the time of our lives--surrounded by my family, and great master jumpers and videographers. What a thrill to try something new, something scary, something absolutely crazy...... WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY.
My master jumper Malan, had the best accent--I am thinking Australian or South African. What a nice man and excellent master sky dive instructor. It wouldn't have worked out any other way, I was not meant to have any other master jumper take me up in that plane and jump with me. He made sure we were the last one on the plane, so that meant we were the first one out of the plane---yes the first to sky dive--Yahoo. He was the best, fun, fun, fun. The ride up to 13,00 was great, like I said I love to fly so the plane ride was fun. When it came time to scoot and yes you literally scoot to the edge of the plane and dangle your legs outside, I had no butterflies, no nerves, no worries of what was to come. Malan and I just pitched forward and fell stomach first, face first toward land. Free fall was grand, scary, crazy and fun all in one. The speed in which you fall and the quick change in altitude makes it somewhat difficult to catch your breath but it only lasts a few seconds, 60 seconds to be exact. We fell, free fall for 60 seconds---it sounds like such a long time but it was over before I could blink an eye. Once I pulled the cord and the parachute opened it was like heaven, peaceful, quiet, flying like a bird. We performed a couple of turns because Malan knew how much I loved roller coasters, the turns were great fun. Before I knew it we were coming in for our landing, knees up, feet out straight, and in we came sliding on our butts. What a trip, THE TRIP OF MY LIFE.
Thank you Malan, for the best sky diving trip ever. My videographer, Kyle was a hoot, with a Mohawk and lovely smile he was a great deal of fun and captured wonderfully one of the best days of my life. Thank you Kyle for such a wonderful DVD and great still pictures.
Would I do it again, absolutely, tomorrow- probably not, someday-sure. I no longer have that burning desire to sky dive, I guess I have squelched that desire for now. Who knows what crazy, scary idea I will think up next. If something comes up I will keep you posted.
Think of how much fun you can have when you push your fears, the naysay of others to the side and go ahead and jump in feet first or in my case face first and just do it. Face your fears, live your wishes, your desires, those little nagging "want to". If you don't you may miss out on one of the best days of your life. During my one hour training to learn how to sky dive, the instructor said, "if you aren't nervous, I am worried about you". I knew exactly what he meant. You should be a little bit nervous the first time you try something new, especially something as dangerous as sky diving. Though that fear shouldn't stop you from experiencing the pure exhilaration you could feel by facing your fears. After hearing him tell us it was normal to feel a little nervous, I knew everything was just fine. It was up to me now to fulfill my want to, my out loud wish to sky dive. I did just that.
~10,000 ft. view Malan and Marcy free falling!
What will you do?
Free falling wishes to you.
Marcy
My master jumper Malan, had the best accent--I am thinking Australian or South African. What a nice man and excellent master sky dive instructor. It wouldn't have worked out any other way, I was not meant to have any other master jumper take me up in that plane and jump with me. He made sure we were the last one on the plane, so that meant we were the first one out of the plane---yes the first to sky dive--Yahoo. He was the best, fun, fun, fun. The ride up to 13,00 was great, like I said I love to fly so the plane ride was fun. When it came time to scoot and yes you literally scoot to the edge of the plane and dangle your legs outside, I had no butterflies, no nerves, no worries of what was to come. Malan and I just pitched forward and fell stomach first, face first toward land. Free fall was grand, scary, crazy and fun all in one. The speed in which you fall and the quick change in altitude makes it somewhat difficult to catch your breath but it only lasts a few seconds, 60 seconds to be exact. We fell, free fall for 60 seconds---it sounds like such a long time but it was over before I could blink an eye. Once I pulled the cord and the parachute opened it was like heaven, peaceful, quiet, flying like a bird. We performed a couple of turns because Malan knew how much I loved roller coasters, the turns were great fun. Before I knew it we were coming in for our landing, knees up, feet out straight, and in we came sliding on our butts. What a trip, THE TRIP OF MY LIFE.
Thank you Malan, for the best sky diving trip ever. My videographer, Kyle was a hoot, with a Mohawk and lovely smile he was a great deal of fun and captured wonderfully one of the best days of my life. Thank you Kyle for such a wonderful DVD and great still pictures.
Would I do it again, absolutely, tomorrow- probably not, someday-sure. I no longer have that burning desire to sky dive, I guess I have squelched that desire for now. Who knows what crazy, scary idea I will think up next. If something comes up I will keep you posted.
Think of how much fun you can have when you push your fears, the naysay of others to the side and go ahead and jump in feet first or in my case face first and just do it. Face your fears, live your wishes, your desires, those little nagging "want to". If you don't you may miss out on one of the best days of your life. During my one hour training to learn how to sky dive, the instructor said, "if you aren't nervous, I am worried about you". I knew exactly what he meant. You should be a little bit nervous the first time you try something new, especially something as dangerous as sky diving. Though that fear shouldn't stop you from experiencing the pure exhilaration you could feel by facing your fears. After hearing him tell us it was normal to feel a little nervous, I knew everything was just fine. It was up to me now to fulfill my want to, my out loud wish to sky dive. I did just that.
~10,000 ft. view Malan and Marcy free falling!
What will you do?
Free falling wishes to you.
Marcy
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